Chapter 33: The Interview
Sophia reached out, her fingers gently adjusting the peonies on her bedside table.
As she bent over, her loose blouse shifted, unintentionally exposing a hint of her cleavage.
Hades, watching from his hidden vantage point through the camera, immediately felt a surge of tension.
His wolf stirred inside him, reacting instinctively to the sight of his mate.
His jaw clenched, and he turned his face away, fighting the pull.
He knew too well what could happen if he allowed himself to linger on the image.
The bond between them had always been volatile, filled with heat and temptation. But it wasn't just the attraction—it was the history, the emotions, the lingering connection neither of them could entirely sever.
After a moment, Hades glanced back at the laptop.
Sophia was still adjusting the flowers, completely unaware of the effect her movements were having on him.
As she moved, her blouse shifted again, revealing more skin—along with something else.
His eyes caught sight of a tattoo etched onto her fair skin, just above her cleavage.