Chapter 32

"Do not bother yourself; the doctors at the quarantine will oversee the activities until you return tomorrow," he assured her with a calm demeanor. He grasped white singlet and pulled it swiftly over his head, rendering his torso bare. Her gaze lingered on him, brimming with unspoken purpose. His shoulder was broad and defined, showcasing muscles that she had only ever encountered in the flickering frames of films before. This was her weakness, and it would be a torment to maintain a clear mind amidst the chaos that surrounded her. "This is how far I will ever get with my nudity." His voice cut through her reverie, pulling her back to the present. As though it could possibly improve the situation. She found herself in a tormenting abyss, the beads of sweat cascading down her face serving as a stark reminder of her dire predicament. How was she to endure the proximity of such undeniable attraction without succumbing to the urge to let her hands wander beyond the bounds of propriety? W