Silver shining hair almost white, pale skin almost translucent, long thick lashes, pale peach blossom lips, and those pair of eyes . . . Crystal clear aquamarine pair of eyes almost transparent, which added to his already icy looks.
The man was more than beautiful, he was . . . otherworldly.
He was like a celestial King of the Arctic! With his looks and presences and all.
My brain cells were shocked into sleep while my mouth hanged open, wanting to say something, yet no sounds could force pass the lump in my throat.
He was annoyed as the crumple of his brows deepened. His frosty eyes narrowed. He opened his mouth, about to say something––
Click!
I regained consciousness and noticed that the room was awfully quiet.
My head shifted left and right, finding the one who took the picture –– only to realized it was me!
Confused, I stared at my hand, holding my phone that appeared out of nowhere like magic.
Realizing what I did, blood raced to my head, and my face heat more than it did before. With haste, I did a side step and circled my way to the exit when a hand grabbed my wrist.
"Where are you going?! We haven't had breakfast yet!" Zhane said, confused and oblivious to what was happening around him.
"L-let go . . . ," I stammered. Great, where did my confidence went?
Zhane tightened his grip and glared at me. "No way! You promised to have breakfast with me. I even brought my friends to introduce to you!"
First of all, I didn't promise you anything. Second, I don't care about your friends. And third, don't speak as if we're intimate with each other! Don't you know how misleading you sound like?!
I was ready to pull my hand and make a dash for it when a commanding voice shook me to a stop.
"Sit."
The cold man was already seated beside the other two, cross-legged and drinking tea. He didn't spare us an eye as if the mortal world didn't interest him.
When I heard his voice, deep but soothing, I shivered. His voice was like needles prickling my spine. I didn't know why his voice sounded so alluring in my ears that all my nerves stirred in excitement.
Before I had the chance to compose myself, Zhane pulled me to sit beside him, in front of the three gorgeous men.
"Princess, let me introduce you." Zhane pointed to a cute innocent looking man. "This is Fin Friesen."
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He then jabbed his finger towards a grinning man with a lovely face that could pass as a woman. "And that's Clyde Lockard."
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Fin shot me a polite smile while Clyde threw a winked my way with his flirty eyes.
Uncomfortable, I shifted my gaze to the cold man beside Clyde and regretted it in an instant when I saw that he was already staring at me with those expressionless aquamarine frosty eyes of his.
I broke eye contact with him and stared at the table with all my might as if something would appear there at any moment.
Zhane pointed last at the cold, intimidating man. "This walking block of glacier you just bumped into is Cain Fay."
Cain Fay.
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His name sounds . . . familiar.