Chapter 16 Despair

Samuel's eyes widened in horror as Kamilla entered his room in a skimpy black lace nightgown. She strutted into his room barefoot and miserably dressed.

Needless to say, the delicately thin fabric did not conceal anything beneath. Worse, she is not wearing anything underneath.

He could see the perfect curve of her body and all of her treasures, teasing his imagination to dangerous heights.

"Shit," he exhales deeply and massages his temple. He suddenly got a headache.

"Let us sleep, Mr. Petrov," she said, smiling excitedly. However, unlike her, he is dreading going to bed.

"You just sleep, Kamilla. I have to finish this" he sounded commanding despite struggling to calm his tumultuous heart.

He has already finished his work and shut down his laptop. However, due to her outfit, he must turn it back on.

"Can it wait until tomorrow? "It is late," she says, pouting as she walks towards him. She folded her arms against her chest and waited for him.

However, he could not bear to look at