"Sky Demon Dance!"
Marcellus Foster let out a groan from his throat, his eyes blazing with passion, as if he had just glimpsed his first love.
Carson Flores had only glanced a few times, and his expression had already become incredibly grave.
Such a bewitching Sky Demon Dance!
Every move she made was not overtly salacious, nor was her body indecently exposed, yet it stirred an indomitable desire deep within anyone who watched her.
Her eyes seemed to glow under the light. You would look at her and be involuntarily drawn to her gaze, only to find yourself helplessly lost in those endless, profound eyes.
Carson shut his eyes, only to be shocked to find that her image still dominated his mind.
Her eyes—full of seduction, irresistible; her graceful figure—drawing one to indulge, unable to extricate themselves.
His mind was gradually becoming less alert, as though enslaved by desire, willing to do anything just for her to glance his way once more.
