Sabrina followed him next door, stepping into the bedroom after him.

Tyrone pulled out a dry shirt from his wardrobe. He was about to peel off his damp clothes when Sabrina stopped him by directing him to a sunny spot in the room. “Stand here and take off your tie first."

Tyrone willingly played along with her impromptu photo session.

Standing in the place she pointed at, he touched his collar with slender fingers, gradually loosening his tie. His gaze remained fixed on the camera, creating the illusion that he could see Sabrina through its lens.

The warm rays of the sun gracefully enveloped him, casting a beautiful shadow on the wall. It was like a natural spotlight for his chiseled features, enhancing his already handsome appearance.

Sabrina's heart raced at the sight of him. She quickly pressed the button to snap photos, her ears slightly reddening. “That's it. Now unbutton your shirt."

Sabrina fiddled with the camera, adjusting the settings again.

Following her instructions, Tyrone took off his tie, offering a faint smile. He raised his eyebrows and gracefully, and ever so slowly, unbuttoned his shirt.

He was seducing her. His fingers fell away, and the white shirt came undone.

Sabrina's breath grew heavier. His body radiated strength with sculpted muscles that drew the eye. Tiny droplets of water lingered on his skin, tracing an enticing path along the contours of his body before slowly trickling down into his pants and disappearing.

Sabrina held her breath, capturing photos rapidly.

The situation felt increasingly uncontrollable.

In a swift motion, Tyrone grabbed his clothes and took off his shirt.

He tossed it to the ground, looking at her. His bare upper body was exposed. He wore pants, emanating handsomeness in the sunlight.

Sabrina, feeling a sudden thirst, swallowed nervously.

Tyrone touched the leather belt around his hips, shooting her a faint smile. "Do I need to take off this too?"

“Yes... You can unbuckle it..."

Tyrone raised his eyebrows, teasing, “Are you sure?"

Without waiting for Sabrina's response, he placed his hand on the button of his suit pants, his fingers tracing its shape. He unbuttoned it. Then the zipper... The black suit pants hung loosely around his waist.

Sabrina took a deep breath, trying to calm the flutter in her stomach. She looked around the room and pointed at the corner. "Sit there."