At this moment, Cloud Lee was wearing a silk nightgown—a translucent, semi-sheer style that left little to the imagination.
Frank Yates’s eyes instantly glazed over, fixed on the vision before him. His body reacted with a traitorous jolt of desire he couldn't suppress.
It was unavoidable. He was a young man in his prime, full of vitality and, thanks to his cultivation, overflowing with Spirit Power. Yet, in four years of marriage, he had never once touched a woman.
Noticing Frank’s intense, hungry gaze, Cloud Lee’s face flushed. She moved to slam the door shut.
Frank quickly reached out a hand to block it.
"Frank Yates, let me be honest with you," Cloud Lee snapped, holding the door firmly. "Don't get any twisted ideas. I am not doing that with you!"
She cut off his line of thought w
