Chapter 281:
Now she was here to clear the plates.
I hoped she wouldn’t get us into trouble with King Damon.
“Hold on, I’m coming,” I called out, stepping out of the bathroom. I groaned inwardly as the water dripping from my body splashed everywhere, creating a mess.
Stretching my hand to the hanger, I peeled my towel off the wall and wrapped it around my wet body.
Bang! Bang!!!
The heavy pounding on the door startled me, causing me to jerk in surprise. My heart raced in my chest with fear.
Hissing loudly in irritation, I bent down to pick up the towel that had dropped on the floor.
Anger filled me as my face scrunched up in disgust when I saw that the towel was wet.
Great.
I scanned the room for a spare towel, but none came into view.
I would have to make do with what I had.
“Hold on for a fucking minute or breathe desperate!” I yelled in frustration as the knocking continued. Now, I was starting to get really pissed at the person behind the door.
Frustrated, I glanced at the towel again, swallowing hard before I attempted to wrap it around my body.
The towel hadn’t covered my bare body when the door flew open in anger.
Alarmed, I tried using the towel to shield myself, but my shaky fingers let it drop to the floor. I was left with no choice but to cover my breasts with my small palms.
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Maybe I should have covered my lower half instead.
Fuck.
“There you are.”
My eyes widened in shock as a masculine voice boomed across the room.
Then came his aura.
Even if I lost my sense of smell, I would never forget who possessed that aura.
Even from a distance, his presence and powerful energy sent shivers down my spine, leaving me trembling.
I turned away from the door, facing him with my bare back, afraid to meet his gaze.
He remained in place. I could feel his intense stare burning over my body.
I was naked before Damon.
Without even looking at him, I could sense his eyes lingering over my moderately round backside that seemed to beg for attention.
A tense sigh escaped me as I felt his lustful eyes travel down my legs, to my feet, and then back up to my thighs.
The room was filled with dead silence, except for the pounding of our hearts and our quick breaths. The atmosphere had shifted, and it was thick with tension.
I swallowed hard, clenching my muscles in an attempt to keep control. I didn’t want to give myself away.
The last thing I wanted was for him to know that his gaze still affected me.
