The petite woman let down her long hair, took out a hairdryer, and began to dry it. Once done, her previously innocent aura was now tinged with an unmistakable allure and charm. She slipped into her pajamas, checked to make sure there was nothing out of place, then stretched out her fair, delicate hands, pressing them against her chest as she tried to suppress her thundering heartbeat. Summoning all her courage, she stepped out of the bathroom, walked to the study, and gently knocked on the door with her soft hands.
"Who is it?"
