Her slender collarbone and flawless skin added to the allure.

Edwin gazed at her, his voice growing even hoarser than before.

"Yes."

Laura requested his assistance in fastening the necklace, though he found himself inexplicably irked. He reached for a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table, extracted one, and lit it. As he carefully secured the necklace around her neck, Laura expressed her discomfort, saying, "I'm worried your cigarette might burn me."

Edwin took a long drag, exhaling a plume of smoke.

Shortly after, he extinguished the cigarette.

He gazed at her with profound intensity.

"I'll whip up something for you. Are you hungry?"

Unable to resist, he tenderly ran his fingers through her long, lustrous hair.

Laura's hair possessed a unique charm. It was jet-black, fine, and velvety, cascading over her shoulders.

Every time they made love, her ebony hair sprawled like a dark contrast against the pristine, snow-white pillow, creating a striking visual tableau.

Laura gazed at him with a deep sense of reliance.

Once he departed, she donned his shirt and hurried to the bathroom to wear the pink diamond necklace herself in front of the mirror.

She cherished it all the more because it was a gift from Edwin.

Outside, Edwin invited her to share a meal, and she found herself famished.

Her abdomen lay flat, a subject of his frequent attention during their intimate moments; he'd often comment on her slender physique.

Laura's complexion turned as red as a ripe tomato.

After splashing her face with cold water, Laura rushed to join Edwin for dinner. Despite the mixed motives behind Edwin's actions, he generally treated her well. Her self-sufficiency was Limited, and he had indulged her quite a bit since she'd moved in.

When he was there, he took charge of cooking.

In his absence, he prepared extra food and stored it in the fridge, ensuring she could heat it up when hunger struck.