Stephanie clutched the blanket covering her body. Her eyes were fixed on the open balcony door. There, Daniel stood, smoking a cigarette, shirtless. His broad back looked strong—comfortable to lean on, if their relationship were normal.
If all this were simple, Stephanie might have already given herself to the man without a second thought. But in reality, what happened between them was too complicated. Especially after they slept together again, when Stephanie had already sworn to Prince not to repeat the affair.
How foolish.
Stephanie then bowed her head, clenching her fists so tightly that her long nails pierced her palms. In silence, she blamed herself for getting caught in Daniel's charm again. If only her self-control were stronger, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't fa
