80 Pervert

Enjoying herself, Oriana's hand hovered to the left side of his chest. 

'Hmm? Why is his heart beating so fast? Is he nervous?'

Thoughtlessly, her fingers moved down towards his stomach, feeling the tightly packed abdomen, causing Arlan to freeze.

'Further down? This idiot is going ahead of herself.'

He yanked that impudent hand and—

Splash!

Oriana found herself in the bathtub with him, her body drenched in water with Arlan's body under her.

"Ah! Apologies! I don't know—" she panicked to get out, causing her to step on the soap on the bottom of the bathtub. Her body was now directly pressed above him. 'What the hell had just happened?'

"If you want to take advantage of it, then say you want to and do it openly," she heard him say, his blue eyes turning darker for some reason, "and then I can also take advantage of your body. Isn't it unfair to me that only one of us gets to enjoy it?"