Annabel's eyes widened, the blue depths of her irises expanding to take in every detail of the scene before her. A gasp escaped her parted lips, barely audible amidst the pounding of her racing heart. She stood frozen in her spot, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight that held her captive.
Andrew, a mischievous smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, sneered at her, his tone teasing and filled with amusement. "Like what you see?" he taunted, his voice laced with a hint of laughter. His chuckle, though faint, echoed through the room, and its sound pierced Annabel's dazed mind, jolting her back to reality. In an instant, she averted her eyes, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
As Annabel's gaze shifted away from Andrew, his smirk deepened, a silent victory etched on his face
