-TAMARO-
Akiro left our hotel room to interrupt Harly's broadcast, leaving me dumbfounded in bed after whispering in my ear—his words still echoing, sending a rush through me. I took a moment to collect myself before pulling up the livestream, curious to see what he was up to.
I smiled when I saw him adjusting the bottom of his shirt, trying to act natural. He was always good at that—casual, confident, unaware of how easily he stole the spotlight.
Harly glanced at his neck and paused. A hickey. The one I gave him. I couldn't help but grin; subtle, but not missed.
Soon, Renz joined the broadcast, adding his usual energy to the chaos. I got up, slipped on my bathrobe, and stood in front of the mirror, watching for five minutes. Letting the anticipation build. Then I decided it was time—I
