Stella's POV

My heart was still pounding in my chest. I could barely believe what had just happened in the bathroom. Damian had to have arrogance running through his veins. He had simply barged into my room, followed me into the shower, and watched me like he was entitled to the show.

And worse, he didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of shame or guilt about it.

There I was, standing in a towel, dripping water onto the carpet, breathing hard with anger, and he was… sitting on the edge of