ISABELLA
The playroom door closed behind us with something that made my stomach tighten. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. The air inside smelled different. Rich leather, warm wood, and something faintly sweet and musky. The lighting was low and red-tinged, casting everything in a dangerous, seductive glow. My eyes widened as I took it all in.
This wasn’t just a room. It was his room. Rafael stepped behind me. I felt the heat of his body before he even touched me. His fingers brushed my shoulders as he slowly peeled the white robe off my still-damp body. The fabric whispered down my skin and pooled at my feet, leaving me standing there in nothing but the wet yellow bikini.
I instinctively tried to cover myself with one arm across my breasts, the other hand shi
