~Celeste's POV~
My gaze darkened.
“Spying on people, don't you think it's rude?” I asked, fixing him with a piercing glare.
He arched one eyebrow while leaning his back casually against the wall.
“The last I checked, this is a corridor, and people are expected to walk around, so I don't think it's spying.”
“Let's just say, I happened to see what you don't want me to.” He replied with an innocent shrug.
“Besides…” he paused, his eyes scanning me. “Spying shouldn't be coming from you, who barged into people's rooms without permission to watch them jerk off.” He added.
My heart skipped as all the words I intended to hurl back at him died at the edge of my tongue.
But then I exhaled sharply. “And so f*****g what? At least I'm not a pervert who stains people's dresses with their c*m!” I
