RONALD'S POV
As Emily descended the stairs, time seemed to slow. Her silver heels clicked out rhythmically, drawing my attention to her slender legs and the curve of her calves. The fitted gown hugged her body, showcasing every contour and I felt my breath catch.
She was stunning. Breathtaking and the epitome of elegance.
My eyes roamed over her, drinking in the sight of her porcelain skin,her full lips, and her sparkling eyes. Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, and I ached to run my fingers through them.
For a moment I forgot to breath. Forgot to think. All I could do was stare, my heart was pounding in my chest like a mortal. I was captivated by her beauty.
I was so lost in the sea of her beauty that I didn't notice her approaching me. “Is there something on my face?” She asked, her voice snapping back to reality.