C27 – I WANT YOU, EROS.

Steam filled the bathroom, and the sound of falling water was barely interrupted by Eros's slow, controlled breathing. He stood under the shower, one hand braced against the tiles, eyes closed, head down. Water ran down his broad back, cascading between tense muscles until it disappeared at his waist. The black tattoo on his left shoulder blade—an Albanian symbol—stood out against his wet skin.

His jaw was clenched as he moved his hand over himself again and again. No ma