Chapter 64

As I soak in the bathtub, I hear Lylah pacing back and forth in the room. Once clean, I step out and open the bathroom door in my full glory. Lylah comes to a halt. I casually put the towel over my head and dry my long wet hair.

“Damn you, Lord Talon! Do you have no shame!?” Lylah yells.

I remove the towel, look down at myself, and then back at Lylah, whose cheeks are now the rosiest red from blushing.

“Clearly, Lylah, I have nothing to be ashamed of,” I smile mischievously at her.

“You!” She says and abruptly turns, opens my antique wardrobe and rummages through my belongings. I lean against the door frame and cross my arms as I stare at her sweet little ass as she is bent over going through my clothes. I could stand and watch this view all night. I smirk.

As Lylah grabs my clothing and turns her head, she realises what I’ve been quietly viewing.

Lylah Storms toward me and shoves my clothes into my chest, “Don’t you ever stare at my ass again! No