#Chapter42
Baden
Bloodshot and dark eyes examine the battered display on the polished brass. The direct golden rays of the scorching sun penetrate through the blinds, which were hanging loosely from the windowsills, brightening every inch of the grand bed-chamber. The light gave the buff man a clear view of the damage faced by his once spotless flesh. Before, he was proud of it. The beautiful and perfectly sculpted features over an ivory flesh that used to leave both males and females breathless and drooling. He used to be confident in the department of physicality and the tempting sexuality he oozed to lure the prey of a particular gender. He was sure that his one dazzling grin could bring any woman in the kingdom on their knees and beg to worship his body like the temple of God. He was described as an incarnation of Adonis by the people. Those who had seen him once in the past would look for opportunities to steal another glance.
