บท 27: 1.27 Charm

Persie woke up thirty minutes before dinner and quickly freshened up. He dressed up and styled his long hair, then walked to the dining room.

"Are you sure Demetrius won't name Evander the heir? You heard what he said in the limo," Iris asked.

Persie smiled confidently and replied, "Don't worry, I have it all under control."

Iris nodded. As Persie reached the doors, he smiled at Nicholas, who looked at his hair admiringly.

Nicholas pulled Persie closer and ran his hand through his hair, which cascaded down his back in loose, natural waves. Persie's hair was thick and full-bodied, with a soft and luxurious texture.

The waves in his hair gave it a relaxed, carefree look, as if he had just come back from a day at the beach. Nicholas's heartbeat quickened when he met Persie's eyes, and Persie couldn't stop himself from blushing.

"You look nice," Nicholas said.

Persie smiled shyly and murmured, "Thank you."