บท 326: Gwen's Intentions

"No need to panic, it's just me and you here," said Gwen walking over, the sway of her hips unconsciously drawing Midas' gaze as she approached him.

As she glided over the grass, her presence was magnetic. The delicate curve of her almond-shaped eyes held a hint of mystery, and yet her gaze was sharper than any sword.

Her silk-cheongsam-clad figure moved with grace, each gentle step leaving an indelible impression, leaving hums in the air, as if it was whispering to Midas, telling him of how dangerous this woman was.

Her skin seemed to absorb the ambient light, casting a luminous glow. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, caressing her figure and creating something of a halo around her head. When the light of the moon reflected off her naturally glossy hair, It was as if the heavens had parted, announcing the presence of a celestial beauty gracing the mortal soil.

Damn, she was gorgeous.