His peach blossom eyes were like deep black holes, sucking in the surrounding stars with just one glance. Especially when he looked at her with such tender affection, it was impossible not to be drawn in. Alla was so lost in those eyes that she didn't even realize when she had been gently laid down on the bed. It wasn't until his tall and straight figure loomed over her that she snapped back to reality.
She quickly extended her fair hand, grasping his collar, her voice trembling, "I—I'm scared..."
The way he usually handled her was already more than she could bear, let alone a one-time compensation.
Casiano looked down at her with hazy eyes, taking in her form lying on the soft bed... The silver-white dress, custom-made to fit her perfectly, clung to her without a wrinkle. Her long, curly hair spread across the bed like seaweed, making her look ethereal and exuding a sultry charm.
