Ten to fifteen minutes later, Aiden strolled through the elegant corridors of the Nightshade residence with a relaxed, satisfied smile playing on his lips. He had changed into a loose white linen shirt that hung open at the collar, revealing glimpses of his sculpted chest and the powerful lines of his shoulders and arms. Paired with simple dark pants, the outfit gave him a casually handsome, post-bath glow. His hair was still slightly damp.
He felt utterly content after the intense session in the bath hall. The memory of both Seraphina and Nivara limp and overflowing with his cum brought a smug little smirk to his face.
Suddenly, a soft, velvety purr resonated inside his head.
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