Chapter 99 Sexy Time

• Amanda sat curled up on the sofa in nothing but Vicktor’s crisp white shirt, her legs tucked beneath her as the soft glow of the city lights filtered through the penthouse windows. The shower had left her refreshed, but an undeniable hunger gnawed at her—not just for Vicktor, but for something sweet and indulgent.
• She glanced toward the open-plan kitchen, her stomach growling softly. It had been hours since she’d eaten, and the craving for something cold and decadent tugged at her.
• “Hungry?” Vicktor’s voice broke through her thoughts, low and laced with amusement. He leaned casually against the doorway, shirtless, his dark hair still damp from the shower. His jeans hung low on his hips, and the way his gaze raked over her sent a wave of heat coursing through her.