“Sometimes… I Let My Intrusive Thoughts Win”*

Marla's voice caught in her throat as Eren materialized by her bedside, leaving her momentarily speechless.

The sight of his naked form sent a jolt of both excitement and nervousness through her, causing her words to stumble and falter incoherently. Her mind struggled to form a coherent sentence, a mixture of awe and confusion clouding her thoughts.

Gulping nervously, Marla's gaze remained fixed on Eren, his presence both captivating and intimidating. His chuckle resonated in the air as he observed her vulnerability, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Is there anything I can help you with, Marla my dear?" he asked casually.

In a flash of lightning, he gracefully positioned himself beside her on the bed, propping his head up with his folded hand. His playful curiosity danced in his eyes as he traced abstract lines on her exposed tummy with his index finger.