"Hm," he hummed and shut his eyes as he leaned against the carriage.
Even with his eyes closed, his intimidating aura didn't diminish, but Evelyn could finally breathe a little.
Perhaps it was his personality, but Evelyn found herself drawn to him, staring longer than she should. He was undeniably handsome, with an oval face, thick dark brows, a pointed nose, and somewhat heart-shaped, pink lips. They were so beautiful that she swallowed when the thought of kissing them crossed her mind for a split second.
Snap out of it!
Her reasoning didn't waste a moment to remind her that this man wasn't Markkus, whom she'd kiss without repercussions.
His aloofness was enough to make Evelyn draw back. It gives the impression that he doesn't put anyone in his eyes, much more a servant like her.
