Feeling the burning gaze on her, Serena Summers's cheeks reddened. "Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like you've never seen me before."
Adrian Holt's eyes were deep, his thin lips lifting into a faint curve, "Beautiful."
Her slender legs and alabaster skin were exposed to the air, radiating dazzling light under the lamp.
The slip dress held her graceful figure within the thin fabric, yet couldn't hide her sensual and enchanting temperament.
Those eyes, however, were clear and distinct, like flawless colored glaze, unnaturally pristine.
It was his first time seeing someone blend seductiveness with innocence so effortlessly, making one unable to refrain from embracing her, wanting to meld her into his very marrow.
Upon hearing Adrian's praise, a smile spread across Serena's fair, small face.
She shyly walked to the bed and returned the compliment: "Husband, you look good too."