Aselia was standing in a towel wrapped around her slim body, her wet hair was dripping. She gasped and turned towards him at the clicking sound of the door closing and he stood there watching her in awe. Aselia tightly clutched the towel so it won't fall as she shrieked at him:
"Xiran! Couldn't you let me change?"
"I knocked, but you didn't respond so I thought you were in the bathroom," he sincerely answered while closing the distance between them like a panther prancing towards its prey and she involuntarily took a step back before her legs hit the bed behind her.
"Let me change," she narrowed her eyes at him, knowing too well how this would end if he touched her in this state, her heart beats were rising and she could feel her body heating up just from the intensity of his lust-filled gaze, like a starved beast, ready to take what was his.
"I can help with that," he held out his hand, wanting to touch her, a sly smile adorning his lips.
