The mist was hazy in front of her, even the man's handsome brows and eyes were blurred by the steam.
Yet, even then, Adrian Law held her waist firmly, all his movements strongly asserted his presence.
"Cecilia, call my name."
Cecilia Vaughn was unsure how she'd been rendered speechless from all the teasing.
Her body felt unfamiliar, and Cecilia's eyes turned red as peach blossoms from embarrassment. She attempted to pinch Adrian hard.
Yet, Adrian didn't stop her; instead, he smiled, his lips curling up.
"Still got the energy to pinch people? Hmm?"
The charming tone was as elegant as the last string of a cello, yet it bore a dangerous edge.
Cecilia's earlobe was stirred into a fine layer of fuzz, and she instinctively wanted to retreat. Though the bathtub was spacious, Adrian's long arms wrapped around her waist, even pinning down her legs, leaving Cecilia unable to move.
