The mansion’s lights dimmed, and the couple made their way to the master bedroom. As always, Beom Seok was in the mood—he always was when it came to his prize wife.

Koo freshened up in the bathroom, her hands trembling slightly as she chose what to wear. She pulled on a tiny lace bra that barely held her breasts and a matching thong that disappeared between her ass cheeks. Looking at herself in the mirror, she bit her lip.