Run..

Zethan fell silent, his mind still reeling from what had just happened. Before he could even respond, Lilia pulled away slightly, her expression innocent—completely unaware of the effect she had on him.

"I just wanted to put it back in place… it was moving by itself," she murmured, almost as if she were scolding it.

"It was hitting my…" She immediately fell silent, her face burning crimson.

Zethan's eyes widened slightly, his lips parting, but before he could even process her words—

"Ah, ah, achoo!"

She sneezed again.

A deep sigh escaped him as he ran a hand through his wet hair. His head fell back against the tub, eyes closing as he covered them with the back of his hand. He couldn't believe what had just happened.

She had touched him.

And not in a teasing or seductive way—but because she genuinely thought it needed to be put back in place.

It shocked him to the core.

Finally, he spoke, his voice slightly hoarse.