Book TRK
Chapter 105
Orion’s gaze fell on her hand tightly gripping his wrist.
“No need, I can handle it myself!”
She darted into the house like a sprightly rabbit, heading straight for the balcony. If he saw her Hello Kitty underwear she would never be able to face him again!
Watching her short, trembling bunny–like tail, Orion’s amusement deepened as he slowly turned the complex lock.
On the balcony, Xanthea made a beeline for her goal, planning to grab the underwear and make a run for it. But to her dismay, in the very spot where her Kitty underwear should have been lying innocently, there was nothing!
She paused, scanning the area thoroughly. She looked everywhere, top to bottom, inspecting every visible spot on the balcony. Still, she found nothing!
Refusing to give up, she crouched down and began searching inch by inch.
It was bizarre, they were right here a moment ago, clearly visible from next door! How could they have vanished so suddenly? Had the wind blown them off course, or had they been swept off the balcony entirely? Yet, the breeze didn’t seem strong enough for that.
As Xanthea continued her search, she suddenly noticed a pair of gray slippers in front of her. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.
Slowly lifting her eyes along the man’s excessively straight legs, she inadvertently caught sight of the substantial bulge beneath his loose pajama pants!
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively pulled her hands back, steadying herself.
That was quite eyesore!
How could such casual home wear fail to conceal his… In a restful state? No wonder they say men wearing gray pants are committing a
crime
“Ms. Nightshade, have you found it yet?”
Orion leaned down, his gaze intensifying as he looked at her. Flustered from her recent awkwardness, Xanthea averted her eyes, her hands involuntarily fiddling with the potted plant in front of her, “No, not yet, just a moment longer.”
Observing her relentless mistreatment of the potted plant, Orion remarked, “Is Ms. Nightshade’s item small? Should I tum on the light?” With his reminder, Xanthea realized what she was doing and quickly withdrew her hands.
“No need! I can see just fine!”
Continuing her search, she crawled under the storage platform, contorting herself into a difficult position. But she still couldn’t find her Kitty underwear.
Meanwhile, Orion, standing at the balcony door, watched her intently, his gaze almost piercing through her.
Xanthea paused, realizing the compromising position she was in.
Remembering the look he gave her at the door, filled with suspicion, and now, after searching the exposed balcony for so long without finding anything
He couldn’t possibly suspect that she was the kind of woman who shows up uninvited at midnight, like Seb mentioned about a teacher who tried to seduce him when he was drunk!
“Maybe the wind blew it away. It’s not something important anyway, so I’ll stop looking!”
She slowly crawled out from under the storage bench, Orion’s gaze reluctantly shifting away from her shapely form, deep and impenetrable, as he stepped aside to let her pass.
Crap! How embarrassing!
What she’d intended as a small act of revenge had backfired, and now she was mistaken for that kind of woman! She’d never felt more humiliated in her eighteen years. She wished she could just vanish into thin air!
Blushing and frustrated, Xanthea rushed to the door, grabbing the handle. But, as fate would have it, what she feared most…