In M Country, on the couch in the center of the living room of a simple, yet elegant mansion, four men slouched in various lazy poses that suggested they were almost boneless, each sporting a different style.
Their prominent nasal bones, thin lips, and dazzling obsidian eyes complemented lightly unbuttoned shirts that revealed robust chests. They looked lazy, passionate, rebellious, rogue-like; but what they had in common was their top-notch, impeccable looks that drove women wild.
Tap tap tap tap...
Just then, the crisp sound of high heels striking the floor came from the doorway.
Soon, a tall and graceful woman appeared before the four men's eyes, exuding a chilling presence even as the corners of their mouths simultaneously curled into a lazy, shallow smile that seemed both mocking and not.
