The Mysterious Midnight Magnate

109: Emily’s Suspicions

Eric stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room, his reflection a clear portrait of how unsettled he felt.

Despite his best efforts, he couldn't shake the relentless desire that burned within him whenever he was near Emily.

Every innocent touch, every fleeting glance sent his mind into a frenzy of longing, leaving him feeling helpless and out of control.

With a frustrated sigh, Eric spoke aloud to the mysterious ring on his finger, his voice filled with desperation. "Come on, ring," he muttered, his words echoing in the empty room. "You're supposed to help me out here, aren't you?"

But as usual, the ring remained silent, offering no solace from the torment that plagued him. It seemed that its powers were useless when it came to controlling his insatiable desires, leaving Eric feeling more frustrated than ever.

With a defeated shake of his head, Eric finished buttoning up his shirt and stepped out of the dressing room, preparing himself for the evening ahead. As he emerged, he