This might contain triggers, as this is a forbidden venture, but this is fiction, and should be regarded as such.

LORENZO'S POV

It had to be on purpose.

The first time, I shut the curtains, heart pounding and told myself it was mistake. Then it happened again. And again.

And then, our gazes locked and she…stared. No panic or shock. Almost like she wanted it to happen.

So, how do I explain that the woman next door had a habit of opening her curtains just front of my house from her room upstairs every morning. And not just thatㅡ Naked.

I had tried to give her some privacy on several...