Chapter: 184

What? Millie touched her heated cheek. Since when had she grown so brazen? She had been discovered spying on his shower, making her the laughing stock.

After ten minutes, the liquid symphony of water ceased its melody. Millie drew the inevitable conclusion that Marcus, like a ship docking at a port, must have completed his maritime cleansing ritual.

Ensconced in her cocoon of quilt, Millie cast an illusion of deep slumber.

However, Millie’s thespian endeavor faltered. Marcus, like a specter, sauntered to the bed’s head, lifting the quilt off her visage with a phantom touch. Involuntarily, her hand sprang forward to reclaim it, only to be thwarted by Marcus.

“Your antics—what purpose do they serve? Do you seek to plague me with chills?”

asserting herself

on Marcus’ lips. “Dare you spy on a man

heart drummed a lively beat at his accusation, her gaze swiftly deserting Marcus’, resembling that of

I deign to peep at you? Are your eyes victims of deceit? 1 was voyaging the realms of dreams, only to have

She denied his claim and brazenly

rambled on. “Moreover, my eyes have beheld the majesty of many a handsome man. Their sculpturesque

“Many men, you say?””

as silk,

regret, that while she spun her

blush stole across her face like the sun’s kiss

a moment ago? Now, you claim to have known many men. Aren’t you

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