"Good morning," he greeted her without taking his eyes off the screen of his laptop.
"What are you doing here? And whose laptop are you using?"
Iris's voice was laced with shock when she saw Calixto using a laptop computer like a pro. With so much ease, indicating that it wasn't her first time using a laptop. He was a sight to behold. His smooth babyface face was full of concentration on whatever was on his computer screen.
Time and time again, Iris was reminded how her young master was such a beautiful man, just like today. His beauty can be spellbinding by just showing an expression of deep concentration.
However, if she was going, to be honest, she would say that what really caught her eye was his fingers. Those long fingers of his, dancing on top of his computer keyboard gracefully like a gazelle frolicking in a meadow.
