The single-occupancy washroom smelled faintly of lemon cleaner and something far more erotic.
Anna's back was pressed against the cool tile wall, her elegant top half lifted her breasts peeking out as she glared at nothing and everything at once.
"Get off my man," she hissed to the empty air in front of her. "He's mine, Aria. Mine."
A low, sultry chuckle echoed from her mouth after she muttered those words, as a shift happened in her body, like a wave rolling through her bones. Her shoulders loosened, her hips swayed forward, and her violet eyes turned slightly pink, hungrier.
Aria now owned the body.
This was the first time Ren clearly witnessed that Aria was not just a mental change for Anna, but somehow her body also change when it's Aria.
