Music filled the room from nowhere and everywhere, a sultry beat that seemed to pulse through the air itself. Aphrodite's eyes lit up with that dangerous mix of innocence and knowing that only she could master – like a wolf in sheep's clothing, if the sheep had decided to play along with the game. All of a sudden they were clad again and for some weird reason, Zafron felt... energized.
'Is this her doing?'
He didn't at all feel like they had just gone all out fucking one another. No, not at all. It felt like it was all just starting and he had no idea how.
The melody started soft, building slowly as she began to sing along, her voice a hypnotic blend of silk and sin:
*"Shadows dance across your skin,
Tell me where should we begin?
Night's young, but time runs slow,
How far are you willing to go?"*
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