CHAPTER 44

  Mona mumbled some incoherent words under her breath when she eventually had to look away from the man in front of her. She didn't need to be reminded that he was the one from the market who had helped her up.

  "Sorry for my clumsiness again." She muttered.

  "Guess, bumping into you as a result of your clumsiness twice is something I would like to believe as the goddess will," Mark said to her. His eyes roamed every inch of her body.

  In all truth, she was almost the actual instance of perfection; all of her features stood in place. And her face had a depth to it that mesmerized him. All through the night, her face had kept coming back to him, and it had been one of the reasons he came around to make some not-so-necessary delivery to the packhouse. Despite knowing it would get picked later in the day.