And then, for the first time since she had stepped into the scene, Daji lifted her eyes, and rested both of them fully on Alex. The sex god cringed inwardly. He felt her cold, homicidal glare despite the fact that her eyes radiated an intense heat that was further augmented by her literally flaming presence.
Alex was good at reading people. Especially women.
He had seen every type of look that was common to the female gender, including (and not limited to) goddesses, demon queens, and of course- human women. But by heavens, never had he seen the sharp, cutting edge look Daji was actively shooting at him in that very moment.
It was sharp. It was unflattering. It was totally devoid of any kind of passion whatsoever.
