*~~Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-One~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

Staring at his body, I couldn't help but be captivated by the sight before me. His shirtless frame was a masterpiece of sculpted muscle and sinew, every inch of his torso defined with a precision that seemed almost impossible. His broad shoulders tapered down into a chiseled chest, the kind that spoke of both power and grace. The way his muscles flexed with even the slightest movement sent a shiver down my spine, as if his body was made to be admired, to be touched.

His skin, a smooth canvas of sun-kissed bronze, gleamed under the soft light, highlighting every ridge and valley of his abs. Each of his abs was perfectly carved, as if they were etched by the hands of a master sculptor, creating a stunning six-pack that made my breath catch in my throat. His obliques, those alluring lines that cut down his sides, added a touch of raw masculinity that was impossible to resist. It was as if his entire body was designed to make you want to trace your fingers along every