Round Two Interrupt: Enter the Vixen
The final rays of sunlight streamed through the high, arched windows, illuminating the lavish bedroom in warm, golden light. Shadows fell long across the marble floor, but the great canopy bed in the center of the room was witness to the turmoil of passion—tangled covers, scattered garments, and the lingering scent of sex heavy in the air.
Leon and Nova were tangled in the rumpled sheets, their naked bodies wet with sweat, glimmering in the waning light. No other noise came except the heavy, irregular breathing they took, resounding distantly within the vaulted room. It was a chorus of weariness, contentment, and something more—intimacy etched into the very hush surrounding them.
