Chapter 630
Chapter 630:
As the door swung open, they flooded into the room, cameras rolling to capture every detail.
But within moments, the entire group froze.
There, in the middle of the room, Daniel was mid-sit-up, clad in nothing but a pair of shorts.
His sharp jawline glistened with sweat, beads dripping from his chin to his chest.
“Oh, hey,” he greeted casually, with a half-lidded gaze that was almost too intense.
The silence stretched for a beat before the live chat erupted:
“Please kill me!”
“Somebody, gouge my eyes out. How could something this filthy happen at this hour?”
“HELP! He’s doing this on purpose to traumatize us!”
If it had been Stephen doing sit-ups, the chat would have been flooded with heart emojis and swooning comments.
But Daniel? His overly muscular frame, exaggerated effort, and dramatic aura created a spectacle so outrageous it bordered on parody.
“Sorry for the intrusion!” Devin barely had time to process the shock before snapping into action. Without missing a beat, he spun on his heel and hustled the group out of Daniel’s room at breakneck speed.
“Hey, don’t just run off!” Daniel called after them, his brows knitting in confusion. Had Devin really bolted just because he felt inferior to his flawless physique? How childish.
Shaking his head, Daniel swung his legs over the bed and stood up, making no effort to grab a shirt. With all the confidence in the world, he strode toward the door, his bare chest on full display.
𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻: gⲁ𝗅ⲛ𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Bang!
Before he could step foot outside, the door slammed shut—hard.
“Hey! What the hell?” He flinched at the abruptness, then scowled and pounded his fist against the wood. “Open up, now!”
“Daniel, for everyone’s sake, just stay put.” Maggie’s voice came from the other side, exasperation laced in every syllable.
Daniel scoffed. “Maggie, don’t be jealous! Open the door already—my fans are dying to see me!”
Maggie rolled her eyes so hard she nearly saw the back of her skull. “Fans? Seriously? You have more critics than admirers at this point.” And she, without a doubt, was their fearless leader.
Meanwhile, Devin had fully regained his composure, flashing a dazzling smile at the live stream audience. “Alright, folks, according to the poll, next up is Liliana’s room!”
“Yes, yes! Hurry up! We need to cleanse our eyes with some real beauty!”
“I swear, I almost died from secondhand embarrassment back there. I used to think Daniel was funny, but now I just feel violated.”
Unfazed, Devin led the group down the hall and smoothly retrieved the spare key. With practiced ease, he unlocked Liliana’s door.
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