SPADES OF TRUTH

Martina's POV

Silvio's heat was soothing, his form enveloping mine like an umbrella. My chessboard remained abandoned as he stepped from the shower, clad in nothing but his briefs. His buff physique glimmered lightly with leftover water droplets, his wet hair clumpy.

My gaze fell lower—he was stan...

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