Chapter 18
CEECEE'S POV
"What the f**k are you doing here Bernardini?!" I furiously screamed as I slammed the door open, revealing a half naked and dripping wet Domenico Bernardini. He was only wearing a blue towel slung on his hips, giving way for the v shaped contours of his hips. His chest was dripping wet, his hair slung back like he just got out of the shower, and his face was well shaved.
My eyes went down and I gulped at the gleaming 6 pack in front of me. Glancing up, he had this smoldering look on his face. Thus, I quickly averted my eyes at the overly display of masculine and Greek body. I was only a woman and his f*****g sexy as a god.
Closing my eyes, I felt my cheek and ear heat up in embarrassment. I was red as a tomato and the bastard knows it because he was chuckling.
