Third person POV
The woman spent the whole night trying to hold on to her lust. She wanted to be at her absolute edge when the time to be fucked by Liam would come.
But after a long period, it was time to go there. So she strolled to the room where Davi was. She opened the door with a soft click, but the sound was utterly drowned by the symphony of depravity that washed over Lee Hua.
She paused on the threshold, her sharp eyes taking in the scene, and a slow, deeply satisfied smile spread across her lips.
The room was drenched in the strong smell of sex. The cloying, musky scent of female arousal was so thick it was almost tangible.
And beneath it all, the rich, primal, intoxicating odor of Liam, of his skin, of his sweat, and most of all, the unmistakable, pungent aroma of his seed, which had been pumped into and out of every woman in the room so many times, then he painted them with cum.
