Chapter 57

Unknown POV

My legs stretched out on the bed, and I stared up at the ceiling, a slight frown pulling at my lips. My thumb brushed over my left cheek, where the cut was slowly healing.

I sighed, closing my eyes, and draped my arm over my face to block the light coming from the bulb that hung from the ceiling.

"What are you doing right now, Camilla?" I whispered, turning my head toward the nightstand where my laptop sat.

I pushed myself up slightly, my head resting against the headboard as I grabbed the laptop and placed it on my thighs. A few clicks and I was looking at the live feeds from the cameras I'd set up in their rooms-the kitchen, living room, and... ahh, there she was, finally. The bathroom.

"So beautiful," I murmured, my thumb running over the screen.

She was taking a bath, steam filling up the small space. Every curve, every inch of her, exposed. "Just beautiful," I mumbled, my left hand creeping toward the growing bulge in my shorts.

She tilted her head back, letting the w