Not Just an Act

Cecelia kept her eyes on the door.

At that moment, the footsteps stopped right outside. The person seemed to be eavesdropping on Cecelia and Desmond through the door.

Desmond looked up and saw Cecelia's delicate jaw. His gaze couldn't help but travel downward until he saw her collarbones. Then, he looked further down, where her cleavage was ever-so-slightly visible.

Cecelia smelled nice. It wasn'