Chapter 22

Her delicate shoulders gleamed under the light, framing her beautiful collarbones. Every curve on her figure was just right—neither excessive nor lacking, creating a perfect harmony. Droplets of water trailed down her skin, blending innocence with a captivating allure. Her beauty was both pure and enchanting. She was as delicate as a blooming jasmine and as pure as a lily. Zachary's gaze turned dark. The silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating. One second... Two seconds... Three seconds… Then, a sharp scream shattered the stillness, startling birds into flight outside the villa. Cynthia covered her eyes in a panic, mortified to her core. She wanted to disappear into the ground. Zachary was rendered speechless. Her sudden scream, in the dead of night, could easily lead others to think that he had done something inappropriate. His voice, low and gravelly for some reason, broke the silence. "How much longer do you plan to let me look? Or are you doing this d