Capítulo 137: Gypsy Dance

She examined his features, as she could do it well because he was near. Eros had the most incredible features: a straight Aryan nose, smooth dark skin, and thick-lashed obsidian eyes. His mouth could have been carved in stone; it looked so perfectly sculpted, and when he smiled, he flashed the whitest teeth she had ever seen. Asmoed perfectly fits on this vessel.

"Disappointed?" he mocked, arching a heavy black brow. He was handsome, but not in the usual sense. There was an overall hardness about him—a leashed quality she had sensed from the start. It only made him more attractive. quality she had sensed from the start. It only made him more attractive.

"Hardly."

Royce growled at them, but Eros was not afraid of him. He smiled as if he didn't believe her. Such arrogance! But then he was a gypsy and a demon.

Even before the fires were lit, she could hear the sound of laughter and violins. could hear the sound of laughter and violins.