Mona's POV:
The moment I realized Sebastian was staring at my naked form—that he had seen me—I yanked the curtains shut.
My hands trembled as I clutched the fabric tight, my heart pounding so violently I could hear it throbbing in my ears.
Fuck. What was I supposed to do now?
Slowly, I released my grip on the curtains and began backing away from the window. The candle slipped from my shaking fingers and clattered to the floor.
I dragged my hands from my forehead into my hair, gripping it hard, nearly pulling it from the roots as regret washed over me.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Why did I have to do that? Why couldn't I just control my damn desires? What was I thinking, touching myself to him with my windows wide open?
I was still smacking my forehead in regret as I bent to pick up my
