After Carlo removed his shirt, there were no further strange actions—he simply took a few steps forward and sat down beside Lyla on the sofa. This was the first time Lyla had seen his bare upper body. His physique was powerful and well-defined, his bronze skin glowing healthily under the soft light, and his six-pack abs looked chiseled, every inch seemingly brimming with raw strength.
Though she knew this wasn’t the time, Lyla couldn’t stop herself from blushing at the sight, a natural reaction from her body. Awkward and flustered, she quickly lowered her head, avoiding any further glances at him. With a hint of irritation and nervousness in her voice, she warned, “I’m telling you, don’t try anything dangerous. I will call the police, and I mean it…”
The next second, Carlo grabbed her ha
