He laughed deeply, incredibly pleased, his fingers slightly tightened on her chin as he stared into her eyes, and whispered, "I'm really curious about what it's like to sleep with a woman Trenton Smith slept with... I wonder if it's really as good as they say, so good that my ascetic third brother can't help but linger all over you."
When he laughed, his eyes were incredibly sinister, swirling with darkness and evil that instantly made his sunny face seem strange.
A chill ran uncontrollably down Norris Moore's spine. She clenched her teeth, a flash of undeniable fear in her eyes.
What frightened her about this man wasn't that he had once ordered a dog to eat her, but simply his existence was enough to terrify anyone.
She couldn't imagine what background and family could raise someone with such chilling, terrifying eyes. When he laughed, the coldness was unbearable; there was no warmth in his soul.
