That night, the second floor was filled with passionate warmth, while the third floor remained bitterly cold and silent.
Tyler tried his hardest to block out the noises coming from downstairs. However, the sounds were piercingly loud. Even covering his ears did nothing to muffle them. Furthermore, the loudest noises were coming from the male. Tyler knew Zerev was doing it on purpose; the other man was deliberately showing off to him.
In the second-floor room, Ophelia playfully kicked Zerev. The corners of her eyes were flushed red as she reproached him, "Keep your voice down."
The sheer intensity of his vigorous noises made even her feel shy.
Zerev leaned down slightly and planted a kiss on her lips. "I can't help it," he said, his voice husky. "It's your fault for being too tempting."
"You're not allowed to do that."
