Mikel took a big bite out of the pie slice and he kept chomping away, one big mouthful after another.
Sylvia could hardly look at him with a straight face. The man was eating like an animal who had been starving for a long time.
There was a wild and untamed aura about him that made her heart race faster.
Didn't he just have a full course dinner? She gawked at his appetite.
The elegance and demeanor he had demonstrated earlier were no longer present and the devil was now eating the pie like a hungry little wolf.
The pecan cream was smeared on his lips and his hands were dirty.
What terribly manners! As a commoner, even Sylvia had better table manners than him.
"Eh? Why are you looking at me like that? Are you still hungry by chance?" He chuckled and mouthed the words while chewing on another big bite.
Sylvia could swear that a small crumb flew out of his mouth and hit her right on her face. What a ruffian!
