. . .
"Move."
"N-no! I'm not movin--"
"MOVE." Jin repeated—this time, in a dangerous tone. A very dangerous one.
The way he looked at Amelace made her tremble on her knees. His eyes during those seconds were the darkest she'd ever seen. His cold demeanor turned fiery hot as if she was looking at someone who could kill her right at that moment. She gripped the helms of her dress.
How many sides of him had she seen before? Only two.
The first impression she had of him, from his handsome face and fit physique, was how he seemed like a debonair. The moment she first laid her eyes on him, she felt deeply attracted. He looked like a lady's man. Seeing him sit in his office with all those stacks of work painted a different fantasy in her mind.
But when she approached him, all the playboy vibe disappeared. She realized he was someone aloof. And the quick change of personality made her wonder for days. After their first meeting, she couldn't shake the first image she had of him.
