Vorian POV
Damn, I felt unstoppable this morning. Maybe it was the lingering satisfaction from last night’s company. There’s something to be said for s*x without strings no clinginess, no teary expectations, just pure, uninhibited pleasure. She couldn’t quite keep up with my stamina no one ever does but at least she didn’t try to cuddle afterward or talk about "what this meant." She just got dressed, didn’t say goodbye, didn’t lean in for a messy kiss just walked out like it was business.
Exactly the kind of energy I need more of in my life.
I shut the hotel room door behind me, twirling my keys around my finger as I whistled down the hallway toward the elevator. Yeah, I was in an excellent mood. My suit was freshly pressed, my hair slicked back to perfection, and my five o’clock shadow
