The Wrong Woman

After stowing her clothes in the wardrobe, Mila approached Nathan. She bent down to look at the screen of his laptop.

However, her view was swiftly obscured by his head. Nathan was startled, his gaze softening as he affectionately observed her profile.

Mila noticed he was focused on work, with multiple pop-up windows on the screen: emails, military inventory sheets, meeting groups, and other tabs.

While maintaining her bent posture, Mila slowly turned her head toward him.

Being this close, Nathan couldn't help but notice her radiant skin. He also caught a subtle scent of the enticing fragrance from her hair.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his gaze grew even more intense.

In a soft voice, Mila urged, "Nate, it's time for you to rest. Put your work aside for a while."

With her words, Nathan slowly closed his laptop.

Mila smiled, pleased, as she took the laptop from Nathan's hands and placed it on a table across the room.

"Nate, would you like to freshen up or take a bath?" Mila asked, keeping a slight distance but attempting to sound composed despite her nerves.

Glancing at his phone, Nathan checked the time—it was already 8:00 pm. "You don't need to worry about me. Go back to your room and rest.”

Mila's voice carried a touch of shyness as she approached him, her hands clasped behind her back. "I'd like to sleep with you tonight.”

aback, Nathan furrowed

in case you need anything during the night, like

intense gaze fixed on her. It left Mila uncertain

remarked, "You have a king-size bed. There's plenty of

smile, his tone tinged with a touch of helplessness. "Mila, I have my phone. If I need anything, I'll just call you. You don't have to sleep with

I'm concerned,” Mila

with a touch of resignation. "So,

want to

not married, nor are we a couple,” Nathan

weren't particularly attentive. With the way you are now, you don't even have

closed his eyes and pretended to

joy. Then, she swiftly headed

emerged from the bathroom. Linking her arm with Nathan's, she said, "Nate, the water is

his hand resting on her shoulder. He looked

Nathan's waist with one hand. "I'll help you with bathing, but I won't join you in

don't have to help. I can handle it by

faint or