A Graduation Gift

The windows of the bathroom were misted up with condensation. With his eyebrows scrunched up, Rufus looked at the sight in front of him. He picked up the bath towel hanging on the rack and took a step forward.

When he saw that Cassandra was about to fall asleep on the floor, his face blackened, hiding concern in its depths. He bent down and covered Cassandra's body with the towel in his hands, before lifting her up from the floor and into his arms.

Still in a daze, Cassandra felt her body leave the floor. She realized that someone was cradling her in a warm embrace. An intoxicating scent penetrated her nostrils.

She subconsciously clutched the man's shirt in her grip and unconsciously shook her head. Her mouth parted and the words came out were vague and fragmented, making minimal sense. Rufus couldn't figure out what she was saying.

Looking at her state, Rufus guessed that she had suffered from anoxia while taking the shower. The temperature in the bathroom had been far too high. He felt suffocated even as he had entered it.

"Are you stupid?"

Rufus left the bathroom with Cassandra in his arms. Her body was covered with tiny droplets of water. Her delicate face was rosy, her head arched back and her lips parted suggestively.

Rufus was a hot-blooded male. The sight aroused him, but he suppressed his urges. He gently dropped Cassandra on the king-size bed of the hotel room. She was still wrapped in only a bath towel.

at her. His

"Hot…I feel hot…"

on the bed helplessly. She

doing to

tucked in the bed

Rufus sucked in a breath and stared at her lying on

"You're asking for it."

not resist his impulse any longer. Nothing could stop

hers with an intensity that was profound. Suddenly, it became hard for him to breathe.

body was charging up. He had eyes for nothing

"Cassandra, who am I?"

whispered in her ear. His hot

suffering from anoxia, Rufus