Dishonoured One (1)

Adrian stepped out of the steaming shower as water droplets trailed down his toned physique, highlighting the outlines of his muscles. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sophia glanced up and smiled at him.

Adrian had never been in a 'bad' shape per se, but now his physique was on a different level. He wasn't buff, but just the body she had always desired.

Noticing her gaze, Adrian turned around and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Knowing she had been caught, Sophia blushed and quickly came up with an excuse.

"I was just looking at your hair," Sophia mumbled, a smile tugging at her lips. "You kinda need a haircut."

"Yeah, it's been a while," he admitted, running a hand through his damp hair. "I've been too caught up with everything else to worry about it."