Miller
"You two look like you just had hot sex," Rhys voiced through the video call, his tone dripping with immediate judgment the second our video feed finally stabilized.
I rolled my eyes at him because, unfortunately, he was entirely right. We had spent way more time in that bathroom than originally planned because
Leo was acting like a starving Omega in heat, completely relentless, constantly demanding more.
"More, please. Harder, please."
His undone whimpers had completely derailed our timeline. We ended up using an extra ten minutes, completely ignoring the first automated warning chime that echoed through the villa's speaker system.
