Chapter 245

Ignoring her comment, Elio, still blushing, said, "I... I'm going to change."

"Why bother changing? You look great just like that, cool and handsome!" Yamila shrugged.

"No, it doesn't feel right. It's too uncomfortable," Elio replied, picking up his bag of old clothes and heading into the changing room.

The door was slightly open, but he did not think much of it. Who would be watching him change?

To his surprise, someone was approaching quietly, as stealthy as a cat on a rooftop, with barely a sound. Who would have guessed that Yamila, an eighteen-year-old, would be peeking through a door crack with a mischievous grin on her sweet face?

Inside, she caught sight of a guy with a fit and toned body. However, what really caught her eye was the tattoo covering his back—a fiery red phoenix in mid-flight, its colors so vivid it almost seemed real. Yamila could not believe it. The sophisticated and good-looking Elio had a secret wild side.

She loved tattoos herself, having spent a small