?Chapter 35:


    Demi was indeed devious.


    Finding the door locked, Ellie opened the window, revealing a vast pond outside.


    Demi had chosen this room carefully, making escape seem impossible. Only one way out: Swim.


    Refusing to be cornered, Ellie jumped into the pond.


    With a loud ssh, she vanished into the dark waters.


    Ellie chose to swim to the spot closest to Kaiden’s room.


    Soaked and ufortable, she made her way to the shower in Kaiden’s room.


    When she opened the door, Ellie’s eyes widened in shock.


    For a moment, she was motionless, her gaze unintentionally taking in Kaiden’s well-defined chest and abs.


    “Seen enough?”


    Kaiden’s cold voice cut through the steam. Then a grey towel flew toward her, covering her eyes.


    Brought abruptly back to reality, Ellie blinked, her eyshes fluttering against the towel. Her mind, however, lingered on the unexpected sight she had just seen.


    Well… It seemed as if a man’s height was linked to the size of his…


    Kaiden was… impressively proportioned. She wondered if the image would haunt her dreams.


    “You should lock the door when you’re showering,” she mumbled, regaining herposure.


    Inside, her heart raced uncontrobly.


    Kaiden, now modestly wrapped in a towel, loomed over her with a foreboding expression, as if any further defiance from Ellie might lead to her being thrown out.


    Feeling awkward, Ellie touched her nose. “I wasn’t peeking, honestly.” Did she think that he was an idiot?


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    Kaiden’s frosty gaze remained fixed on her as she looked down, trying to think of a way to defuse the tension. Suddenly, he spoke.


    “As Mrs. Thorpe, you could peek.”


    Ellie felt him move closer.


    Her instincts kicked in, and she tried to step back.


    However, before she could move, Kaiden firmly grasped her wrist. Ellie could feel the intense heat emanating from his hand, a reminder of the typically higher body temperature in men.


    It felt unusually warm.


    “Kaiden!” she began to protest, but her hand inadvertently brushed against the towel around his waist, her fingers momentarily grazing his toned abs.


    The sensation of his muscle texture,bined with the heat from his skin, sent a jolt through her.


    She tried to pull away, but Kaiden’s grip was firm.


    “Mrs. Thorpe, you can do more than just peek; you can touch it as well,” Kaiden observed, catching Ellie’s stunned and wide-eyed expression. Her eyes mirrored her helpless state, contrasting with her usual calm demeanor.


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