With trembling hands, Soi placed her palm against Nakago’s chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through the satin fabric. Her heart pounded as Nakago opened his eyes, his piercing blue gaze meeting her own.
“My l—Nakago,” she stammered, her voice shaking with a mixture of nerves and determination. She had come into this room with a purpose, not only to fulfill her role as a Rose but to fulfill the dream she had held onto for so long. She wouldn’t let the night end without achieving it.
It wasn’t just about proving herself to the other Roses, who would undoubtedly tease her mercilessly if they learned of her hesitation. It was about her own long-held desire, the one she had nurtured quietly in her heart for years.
“L-let me…” Soi began, but her courage faltered, and her voice trailed of
