Chapter 105


    Orion’s gaze fell on her hand tightly gripping his wrist.


    “No need, I can handle it myself!”


    She darted into the house like a sprightly rabbit, heading straight for the balcony. If he saw her Hello


    Kitty underwear she would never be able to face him again!


    Watching her short, trembling bunny–like tail, Orion’s amusement deepened as he slowly turned the


    complex lock.


    On the balcony, Xanthea made a beeline for her goal, nning to grab the underwear and make a run


    for it. But to her dismay, in the very spot where her Kitty underwear should have been lying innocently,


    there was nothing!


    She paused, scanning the area thoroughly. She looked everywhere, top to bottom, inspecting every


    visible spot on the balcony. Still, she found nothing!


    Refusing to give up, she crouched down and began searching inch by inch.


    It was bizarre, they were right here a moment ago, clearly visible from next door! How could they have


    vanished so suddenly? Had the wind blown them off course, or had they been swept off the balcony


    entirely? Yet, the breeze didn’t seem strong enough for that.


    As Xanthea continued her search, she suddenly noticed a pair of gray slippers in front of her.


    Slowly lifting her eyes along the man’s excessively straight legs, she inadvertently caught sight of the


    substantial bulge beneath his loose pajama pants!


    Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively pulled her hands back, steadying herself.


    That was quite eyesore!


    How could such casual home wear fail to conceal his… In a restful state? No wonder they say men


    wearing gray pants aremitting a


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    crime


    “Ms. Nightshade, have you found it yet?”


    Orion leaned down, his gaze intensifying as he looked at her. Flustered from her recent awkwardness,


    Xanthea averted her eyes, her hands involuntarily fiddling with the potted nt in front of her, “No, not


    yet, just a moment longer.”


    Observing her relentless mistreatment of the potted nt, Orion remarked, “Is Ms. Nightshade’s item


    small? Should I tum on the light?” With his reminder, Xanthea realized what she was doing and quickly


    withdrew her hands.


    “No need! I can see just fine!”


    Continuing her search, she crawled under the storage tform, contorting herself into a difficult


    position. But she still couldn’t find her Kitty underwear.


    Meanwhile, Orion, standing at the balcony door, watched her intently, his gaze almost piercing through


    her.


    Xanthea paused, realizing thepromising position she was in.


    Remembering the look he gave her at the door, filled with suspicion, and now, after searching the


    exposed balcony for so long without finding anything


    He couldn’t possibly suspect that she was the kind of woman who shows up uninvited at midnight, like


    Seb mentioned about a teacher who tried to seduce him when he was drunk!


    “Maybe the wind blew it away. It’s not something important anyway, so I’ll stop looking!”


    She slowly crawled out from under the storage bench, Orion’s gaze reluctantly shifting away from her


    shapely form, deep and imprable, as he stepped aside to let her pass.


    Crap! How embarrassing!


    What she’d intended as a small act of revenge had backfired, and now she was mistaken for that kind


    of woman! She’d never felt more humiliated in her eighteen years. She wished she could just vanish


    into thin air!


    Blushing and frustrated, Xanthea rushed to the door, grabbing the handle. But, as fate would have it,


    what she feared most…