As Ethan opened the door to Esmeralda's room, he froze. She was standing in front of the mirror, trying to tie her necklace. As her eyes met him in the mirror, she heaved out a sigh of relief.
"Ethan, can you hook my necklace? I'm failing to do that, "Esmeralda said.
Ethan came out of a daze and nodded his head. He walked towards her and beheld her gorgeous image. She was looking breathless in her strapless magenta dress. A whiff of her vanilla perfume entered his nostrils as he leaned closer to her to tie the ends of her necklace. He was standing so close to her that it appeared as if they were embraced in each other's arms.
While tying the necklace, their gazes were on each other. His cold hand touched her warm neck and she shivered in response. She felt his electric touch the way from her toes to the strands of hair in her head.
