A voice sounded right by her ear, and Bella Acker turned around in shock, "When did you walk over here?"
How could he walk so silently? She hadn't heard a thing.
"What were you thinking about?" Damian Sinclair looked at her, "When I walked over, the sound was pretty loud. I thought you'd heard it."
"There's no sound, clearly..." Bella Acker instinctively wanted to avoid his gaze, but when she looked down, she realized he wasn't wearing anything.
His bare body, a classic golden inverted triangle shape with broad shoulders and a slim waist. Thanks to regular exercise, there wasn't an ounce of excess fat, and his abdomen was defined muscles—yet not exaggerated like those of a muscular man, instead well-defined and firm, looking quite sexy.
Especially the two enticing lines extending down from his waist.
Bella Acker's gaze followed downward and saw something she shouldn't have, finally snapping back to reality, "Ah! Why aren't you wearing clothes?!"
