Chapter 63 The Dungeon

• Kimberly's eyes were enormous at the captivating sight of his sculpted physique, hidden beneath his usual black long-sleeved shirts. This was a side of Nicholas she had never seen —half naked and dripping wet. His rugged beauty, which even looked better without clothes on, left her awestruck.
• She swallowed, eyeing his chest. This man was magnificently crafted, she thought.
• Kimberly's gaze drifted downward, following the tiny rivulets of water as they trickled from Nicholas's face to his bare chest. Her eyes lingered, then settled on the tattoo etched into his skin – a majestic wolf, its details eerily familiar.