Bernard's POV
The phone vibrated against the mahogany desk, interrupting my concentration on quarterly projections. An app notification glowed across the screen, and my pulse quickened when I recognized Penny's username.
I swiped to open the message immediately.
[Some mornings make it hard to leave the warmth of my sheets... but I always manage. Speaking of sheets... mine felt extra inviting this morning, and yours...?] A photo was attached.
My breath caught when the image finally appeared.
Penny lay stretched across her bed, captured from an angle that showcased her silhouette in stunning black lingerie. The delicate lace contrasted against her smooth skin while golden morning light filtered through her window, casting intimate shadows across her form. Her face remained hidden from view, but that mysterious element only intensified the allure of the photograph.
