Chapter 114 Futile Seduction

The hostesses’ efforts were admirable, their allure evident, and yet, they were missing the mark.

As they continued to weave their web of seduction, Logan’s mind remained steadfastly anchored to the memory of Alessia.

Her presence lingered like an intoxicating perfume, her touch a wildfire that had ignited a storm of emotions within him.

The images of their stolen moments, the electricity of their chemistry, and the heat of their encounters played out in his mind like a forbidden reel.

A hostess leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered promises of ecstasy.

Her fingers traced a teasing path along his thigh, her touch calculated to elicit a reaction.

And yet, despite her efforts, Logan’s pulse remained steady, his demeanour unchanged.

His thoughts were a tempest, a whirlwind of desire and restraint that clashed in the depths of his consciousness.

The hostesses persisted, trying every trick in their repertoire, their sensual allure a symphony that played out be