Celine's gaze locked onto his instantly. Adam flashed a teasing smile. "Are you afraid to make eye contact with me?"

She blushed. "Just forget it if you don't want it."

It was all intentional. As she turned to walk away, Adam seized her delicate wrist and pulled her back. Her back pressed against the pristine white porcelain wall as warm water cascaded over her, instantly drenching her. She lifted a hand and pressed it against Adam's chest.

"What are you doing?"

Water cascaded over his strikingly handsome face, tracing the contours of his chiseled physique. From the pronounced angle of his sharp Adam's apple to the alluring curve of his collarbone, the water flowed effortlessly. The scene of a captivating man showering created an irresistible visual masterpiece.

Celine felt overwhelmed, darting about, unsure where to turn. Panic seized her.

Adam pinned her firmly against the wall and chuckled. "Why are you so shy? Which parts of my body have you yet to see?"

She was taken by surprise when he pulled her into the shower. That night, he had been intoxicated and disoriented, but now he was completely sober. She had never experienced this intimacy with him while he was alert; they had never shared a shower before. She wanted to escape. "Let me go, Adam!" But Adam wouldn't let her leave. He reached out and attached something to her hair. As Celine glanced in the mirror, she discovered he had fastened a tiny yellow hairpin. He added a pink one beside it, then a green one…

Celine was taken aback. She remembered seeing those vibrant hairpins during a shopping trip with Hailey and Robin. Before she could buy them, Nikka had unexpectedly purchased them.

Adam gazed at her, captivated by her damp, playful hair. Her cool, elegant features and striking bone structure radiated beauty. The vibrant hairpins infused her with a playful energy, enhancing her allure.

He kissed a hairpin, then wrapped his strong arms around her shoulders, holding her close and kissing her hair gently. "Stunning."

Celine felt weak and could barely stand in his embrace. Adam was always generous, showering her with gifts and affection, especially after she had served and pleased him.

She struggled, whispering, "No! Adam, let me go!"

Adam hugged her and asked hoarsely, "Celine, do you still want to help me find a good doctor for my andrology issues?"

Celine was stunned, realizing his vengefulness. He grasped her jaw, compelling her to meet his gaze and refusing to let her look away. "Is it because it wasn't long enough? Or perhaps… not hard enough? That night, your body felt wonderfully soft. I could hear your gentle moans, delicate and soothing."

He recounted every detail vividly.

Celine's cheeks were aflame, her blush reaching her earlobes. She instinctively covered his mouth, her innocent gaze laced with a hint of coquettishness. "Stop it!"

Adam removed her hand and pressed it against the wall. Bending slightly to meet her height, he asked, "Did you enjoy that night?"

Celine tried to break free, wishing she could silence him.

Adam kissed her soft red lips, his eyes burning. "I really enjoyed the night." He reiterated his enjoyment, emphasizing his genuine pleasure. Celine's clear eyes shone as she looked around. Adam lowered his head and passionately kissed her.