As the moonlight spilled through the kitchen window, casting a silvery glow over the sleek granite countertops, Alexis Fawx moved gracefully around the room, her curves accentuated by the soft light. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, and her eyes sparkled with an otherworldly desire.
In the midst of preparing a late-night snack, Alexis sensed a presence behind her. She turned slowly, her heart quickening as she met the gaze of her stepson, Juan. His eyes burned with a smoldering intensity that sent shivers down her spine. There was an undeniable tension in the air, a forbidden desire that neither could deny.
Without a word, Juan closed the distance between them,