The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 154

154 Shower Together

A long file suddenly appeared on her screen—encrypted logs, financial trails, digital breadcrumbs scattered across the data. Her eyes flicked rapidly over the endless strings of information, scanning for something significant. Then, one particular line stopped her cold.

[Dark Operation: Knight Group internal surveillance target — Axel Knight.]

Her grip on the phone tightened involuntarily, and the air in the room seemed to constrict around her. The weight of the discovery pressed down on her chest.

Someone within the Knight Group was monitoring Axel, tracking his every move from the inside.

Why would Maxime be so intent on following Axel’s movements? What secrets were buried in his family’s past that warranted such scrutiny?

Her gaze returned to the file, reading the words again and again, trying to make sense of it all. Suddenly, the soft creak of the bathroom door opening behind her broke her concentration.

“Eve…?” Axel’s voice drifted through the doorway, casual and warm, as if unaware of the tension in the room. “Could you grab me a towel? Looks like there isn’t one here.”

Evelyn blinked, her thoughts scattering. She quickly locked her phone, setting it down on the bedside table with practiced nonchalance. Smoothing her expression into calm serenity, she turned to face him.

“Top drawer, right side,” she said evenly, offering a small smile.

But as Axel stepped forward, bare-chested and damp from the shower, her smile faltered. Her throat tightened as she swallowed hard, watching him with a mixture of admiration and something more complicated. The way the water droplets clung to his skin, the effortless way he carried himself—it was impossible not to be drawn in.

He stood framed by the slightly ajar bathroom door, his strong torso exposed, muscles gleaming faintly in the soft bathroom light. If he opened the door just a little more, she’d see everything.

Her heartbeat quickened, breath catching in her throat. Should she cross the room and throw herself into his arms? Or stay frozen, rooted in place like a fool caught off guard?

Before she could decide, his low, teasing laugh shattered the moment.

“Nope. No towels here,” he said, shaking his head with a playful grin.

Evelyn narrowed her eyes, unconvinced. “Really?” she challenged, stepping toward the bathroom. She remembered seeing several neatly folded towels just the night before.

As if anticipating her move, Axel suddenly pushed the door wide open, revealing his naked form in full.

Her feet came to an abrupt halt.

Water droplets shimmered on his skin, tracing the contours of his sculpted body with a tantalizing sheen. Steam curled around him, soft and inviting, like a whispered promise of something forbidden.

Evelyn stood frozen, pulse pounding wildly through her veins. Her cheeks flushed, a delicious shiver trailing down her spine.

Axel’s smile deepened. “Alright, come here.”

Before she could react, his hand found hers, tugging her gently but firmly forward.

“W-What?” she stammered, voice trembling slightly. “Axel—”

“We should shower together,” he said simply, his tone serious yet casual, “to save time and water, Eve.”

Her mouth opened to protest, but his steady grip guided her inside the shower room before she could say another word.

The moment she stepped under the falling water, the cool droplets kissed her skin, eliciting a soft gasp. Axel’s body was so close she could feel his warmth even through the cascade of water.

He loomed above her, one hand braced against the wall beside her, blocking the water spray from her face with effortless ease.

Evelyn’s heart pounded in her chest, her entire body now soaked and glistening. The steam wrapped around them like a silken veil, their skin slick and shining in the muted light.

Then Axel tilted his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with amusement—and something deeper, something that sent a fresh rush of heat through her.

“You’re staring,” he murmured, voice low and playful.

She tried to maintain her composure. “You’re the one standing naked in front of me,” she retorted, though her voice came out softer than intended.

He looked down at her with a slow, devastating smile. “Yes, Mrs. Knight?”

Despite the pounding in her chest, her lips curved in response.

Axel leaned in, his lips brushing softly against her ear.

“I can tell you like it. Want to keep going?” he whispered, his hand moving to unbutton her soaked silk pajamas, revealing the smooth skin beneath, the graceful curve of her breasts.

Evelyn’s heart fluttered wildly again—annoying and uncontrollable. She didn’t answer, instead reaching for the shower controls to turn off the water.

But before she could, Axel caught her wrist.

“Not done yet,” he said firmly.

“Axel…” she warned, though her voice lacked its usual strength.

He only smiled, confident and knowing.

“Relax. I’ll make it quick.”

“That’s what you said last time,” she muttered under her breath, “and we ended up doing it a few times.”

His grin grew wider, wicked and full of promise. “Exactly.”

And just like that, her fragile attempt to stay composed crumbled completely.

The sound of running water filled the room again, blending softly with her quiet moans as his hand roamed freely, unrestrained by any fabric.

The night stretched on, wrapped in warmth and whispered touches, their bodies entwined beneath the cascading water.