e Violence
Adrian's POV
This weekend with Stella was everything I never knew I needed. Pure bliss consumed me as we explored every inch of that private yacht, our bodies finding each other in ways that left me breathless. The crystal-clear waters surrounding us became our playground, and every surface of that boat held memories I would treasure forever. That yacht had already impressed me, but now it held a sacred place in my heart.
Sunday evening, she stayed at my penthouse. I presented her with the designer makeup collection and silk lingerie I had selected days earlier. Her eyes lit up with genuine appreciation, though she playfully scolded me about the extravagant gifts. I confessed the lingerie was purely selfish - I wanted the pleasure of removing it from her perfect body myself.
