Steven's hair was still damp. He usually kept his hair neatly combed back, but today was the first time Cecilia saw his hair naturally falling straight. Somehow, it refined his facial features more. Further down were his strong chest muscles, defined abs, and perfect Apollo's belt, leading down to the area wrapped in a towel.
There was steam surrounding him, bringing along a faint scent of body wash.
Tsk, not a bad physique.
To Cecilia, who had grown used to seeing foreign men with far too muscular bodies, she liked Steven’s build better and couldn’t help but admire it.
Steven, however, was a bit surprised.
Why was this woman here?
Did she follow him again? But how did she get past the gate?
And... could she learn to restrain those indecent eyes of hers?!
He was about to step forward and ask Cecilia what she wanted, but he suddenly felt dizzy.
What was happening? Did he spend too long in the shower?