“Aldrich.”

“Selina, I knew you'd come."

Aldrich's eyes were aglow with joy.

He maneuvered her against the wall, Leaning in for a kiss.

Selina's brows knit together as she attempted to push him away.

However, she found her hands resting on his waist instead.

As Aldrich leaned in, his breath labored with anticipation of further intimacy, she dodged him.

“Aldrich, can you help me get Eleanor out?"

His eyes filled with desire, Aldrich replied, "Selina, don't you trust me? I'm as adept as Brian."

His hand slid under her clothing, exploring her body incrementally.

A low moan escaped Selina, her eyes alight with seduction.

“I need another favor from you, alright?"

As he continued to pepper her with kisses, Aldrich managed to ask, “What?

“Could you arrange for someone to steal something?”

Steal?

Aldrich's hand brushed against her breast as he quirked an eyebrow, intrigued yet lustful. He nodded without inquiring about the object intended for theft.

“Alright. Anything else

Selina's body softened under his touch. She shook her head, murmuring, "No."

“May we proceed?"

Aldrich's dark gaze brimmed with longing. His fingertips danced along her form, and a haze of desire clouded his vision.

He was a seasoned lover, well-versed in coaxing a woman into surrendering her inhibitions.

Silencing her moans, Selina wound her arms around his neck and sealed her lips against his.