บท 519: The Principal. Part 2

Isabella met his lascivious look with a mocking smile.

Kirill looking at her with lust was hardly anything new.

The fact that their families have practically been enemies and complete opposites for as long as any one of them and their ancestors could remember did not make Isabella look any less attractive to the Ex-duke.

And in all honesty, Kirill would have to be blind to not admit to Isabella's beauty to whom the statement 'aging with grace' was a gross understatement.

Even among the VIPs in the box, there was more than a small number stealing glances at her and the high peak of ample flesh and perky orbs on her chest.

"Lustful as usual, I see" Isabella said with what was best interpreted as a good-natured smile while her son, Devon frowned by her side.

"Ah, you know me. I wouldn't be the perfect embodiment of my Doxon bloodline if I did not always admire the wonderful nature of your very existence" Kirill said.