Castriel’s POV
“W— Why? Why would you want to—“ I paused to catch my breath. Bending, I rested my palm on my knees before standing back upright.
Amelia’s gaze was on me, one of her brows shooting up as though indirectly asking me what I was doing in her room.
What wouldn’t I be doing in her room? She was just about to use those stupid s*x toys on herself and if I was a second late, I might have barged in on her actually using it.
It was definitely a good thing that I brought out my phone to check on her at the right time but I knew that Liana had tons of questions for me because of how I sprinted out of the gazebo.
“What the hell are you doing in here? Are you not supposed to be busy?” Amelia asked and the fact that she doesn’t see anything wrong with what she was about to do angered
