CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

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Annalisa became breathless all of a sudden too , having him this close to her, staring at her. She had never realized how beautiful his eyes were..maybe because she had never been this close to him before; his eyes were brown, golden brown, it's depths glowed, as though she was being pulled into glowing golden shimmering waters..

His lashes, long, like a lass's, his features were finite, well crafted, his face..was as he said, handsome, no..beautiful...she hadn't seen a man as handsomely beautiful as him up close. Her books would describe him this month as breathtaking..

Her chest closed, she stares at him unable to break away, the sensation of his hand rubbing her back made her knees suddenly weak, her head dizzy, and he being close made it worse..