Bab 602: I'm not the seductress, I'm the seductree [R18] 1

Isabelle stepped into the room, after a nice bath to end off the day.

And.

Her eyes landed on her husband. He was reclining in bed, wearing nothing but a loose shirt and his silk undergarments. His golden hair spilled over the pillows, framing his handsome features.

He was beautiful. So much so it made her chest ache. His golden eyes glittered as he watched her.

"Phoenix." She breathed.

He was...

Breathtaking.

The candles flickered and made his hair shimmer, his pale skin glow.

"Isabelle~"

Her lips parted, her body frozen in the doorway.

She had to move, to close it, to enter, or do something, but...

Her body wouldn't move. It wasn't that she wasn't capable, it was that she was just.

Unable.

To tear her eyes from him.

She was transfixed, bewitched, her heart hammering in her chest and her body on fire. She couldn't move.

She couldn't.

Think.

"Is something wrong?"