C392 Together

He glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed. There was no longer the gentleness and reverence of the day, only the coldness in his eyes.

Maybe this was the genetic advantage. Even if she didn't melt anything, she had fair skin, crystal-like eyes, long, thick eyelashes, a straight nose, and moist, tender lips that other women admired.

Every inch of her was a beauty one wanted to occupy