Few moments before
As Princess Nusrat returned, now comfortably dressed in her nightgown, Mendes and Anirudh found themselves momentarily stunned. She wore a light royal gown, its silk shimmering under the torchlight, perfectly accentuating her jade-like complexion. Her movements were slow and deliberate, every step a seductive display that drew their attention to her shapely thighs and slender waist.
With a graceful elegance, she lowered herself onto the sofa, reclining effortlessly against the silk-covered cushions. Her eyes gleamed with mischief and anticipation. The sheer fabric of her gown clung just enough to offer tantalizing glimpses of her curves, leaving both men utterly captivated.
Colonel Mendes and Anirudh were already intoxicated, not just by the wine, but by the sheer power of her beauty. Nusrat thrived on their attention. She knew it well and had every intention of wielding that power mercilessly tonight.