It was early morning, the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains as Wang Jian lay comfortably between his two voluptuous girlfriends, Emma and Jessica. They were still wrapped around him, their soft curves pressed against his body. The room was quiet except for their slow, rhythmic breathing.
His phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling him from his thoughts. He reached over, glancing at the caller ID. Bella.
With a smirk, he answered the call. "Morning, Bella," he said smoothly, his voice low enough not to disturb the two women beside him.
On the other end, Bella's voice was soft and a bit teasing. "Wang Jian, where are you? I've been waiting for you all night, and now I'm missing you so much."