She looked diaphanously angelic with her eyes closed and a wide grin unashamedly projected on her face. She looked so calm and blissful. At that moment, she was the epitome of the term, celestial radiance and he wanted so direly to have a taste of her.
He was a devil that was so parched that he yearned for the taste of heaven. But, they were from two completely different worlds. Was it even heard of for someone as baleful and as minatory as he was, to ever feel something such as attraction for someone as angelic and heavenly as her?
He was vile, he was nefarious, he was an embodiment of sin while she was innocent and impeccable; an embodiment of purity, she was.
Did he really want to stain her with his sinful ways?
As his thoughts ran haywire, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs and he looked up from the photograph that had held him enthralled. His stormy and glazed over chocolate eyes immediately cleared when they crashed with her green ones.