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Eliza
Caught unawares by the genuine tone of Damien's voice, she almost reluctantly looks at him. It is the first time she has really paid attention to this knowing, dangerous man and now she admits to herself that he almost has a right to be so self-loving.
His blonde hair shines even in the darkness of the surroundings, and it is of just the right length, neatly combed. And the brilliant gray eyes that pierce right through one's soul... they are mesmerising. Every feature on his face seems chiselled in accordance with some ideal beauteous male. The handsomeness is too much to bear, and she turns away abruptly.
"It isn't important." ~ Feeling guilty that her tone seems harsh ~ All he wants to do is to please me. ~ Yet her heart remains unmoved ~ It is Raymond's fault... he has stolen it, I suspect.
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