Sophia stepped inside. The door clicked shut behind her with a soft final sound.
He turned the lock.
“What took you so long?” he asked, voice low, a hint of impatience in his tone.
Sophia smiled, her eyes gleaming in the shadows of the room.
“Just wanted to make sure the maid is asleep. Didn’t want any interruptions. She's been giving me looks all day, like she knows something.”
Mr. James looked at her, the corner of his mouth lifting in a small smile.
“You still love s*x this much, Sophia.”
She stepped closer, fingers trailing down the front of his robe, pulling the tie loose with one swift tug.
“No problem. I’m here for you.”
He laughed softly, echoing slightly in the quiet room.
“You never change. Always ready, always hungry.”
Sophia’s eyes darkened with desire, her gaze raki
