Joshua Hughes looked at her nervous demeanor, his heart like a surface of water caressed by the wind, slowly rippling with wave after wave of emotion.
To be able to correct one's mistakes is a virtue, but a small punishment as a big warning is necessary.
"It's okay."
In the room, the man's low voice was as heavy as a rock pressing on her heart. Her hand remained frozen there, the smile lines at the man's lips reflected in her crystal black eyes, causing an unprovoked tingling sensation across her scalp.
Joshua watched her patiently, as if he were a discerning audience witnessing an actor's clumsy performance.
Under the light, she looked at him helplessly, like a small pet that had done something wrong, her crystal black eyes dazed as if they could almost shed tears.
Joshua reached out to embrace her slender waist, his handsome face exuding immense wickedness: "Such fine wine, we should enjoy it together..."
