I obediently followed Violet into her room, and I found I could not take my eyes off her. This woman had such a graceful walk, her hips twisting around beneath the bath towel. My breathing rhythm changed after only a few steps, but Violet seemed to be unaware of any of this.
The room was very spacious with a transparent veil surrounding the bed. It looked antique and was altogether a light purple. The bed looked very comfortable. At the next moment, Violet leaned her body against the head of the bed and waved me over.
I thought I was dreaming. I had the sudden urge to pounce on her, especially since the only thing she had on was a bath towel.
When I made my way over, Violet smiled and put her hand behind her back, retrieving something there. It just so happened to be our company's new p
