As she glanced up, she could see him wrapped tightly in his crisp military uniform, his broad chest prominent, his neck long and his Adam's apple striking. There was a forbidden allure about him, as if his very presence oozed a restrained desire that beckoned to be unleashed…
【Here it is, the third time calling Xanthea! Has Mr. Lockwood ever called anyone else but Xanthea since he appeared? No way he’s not into her!】
【Oh my gosh—I’m screaming, did you guys see that? The way Mr. Lockwood looks at Xanthea is so tender, a million times more tender than my boyfriend looks at me! 】
【Tying her hair? What is this, a sweet soap opera scene? Mr. Lockwood, are you sure you’re just correcting her appearance and not trying to get touchy-feely?】
【Am I the only one who thinks Mr. Lockwood isn’t just supervising Xanthea, but actually trying to shade her from the sun? This guy with his prickly exterior but caring actions, I’m totally in love!!】
【Oh, you two, stop standing together! Your combined beauty feels like witnessing angels descending from heaven!】
【Help! I’m shipping them so hard! Didn’t think I’d find a ship in a reality show, and it’s so sweet—cold and domineering instructor × gorgeous and delicate starlet. I hereby name this ship—Oranthea!】
In the group, Olivia watched with a fiery jealousy as Orion tied Xanthea’s hair.
If only Xanthea wasn’t here, she would be the one getting her hair tied!
Unfortunately, Xanthea's natural beauty had captivated Mr. Lockwood's attention completely, making Olivia practically invisible. She’d have to think of something else…
Why was he taking so long to tie her hair?
Facing the temptation of his uniform up close was too much,
she wanted to…
Hug him, kiss him, touch his Adam's apple, and then slowly unbutton his uniform…
While Xanthea was lost in these inappropriate daydreams, someone else made a move first.
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