I'm...ready

She was tongue-tied.

Seconds passed by with the utterly lavish yet spacious room immersed in silence, but their orbs ogling directly at each other.

Tessa's dilated continuously in shock, with those plump lips of hers quivering a bit.

Who…was this man for fuck's sake?

Yes — he has saved her twice within a day; from the thugs, and from that vile emotion known as despair that nearly consumed her due to her house burning to ashes.

Yet…she felt there was something more to him — how did he know her house in the first place? And her name, it was quite disbelieving, but she hadn't told him her full name.

“H-how do you know my name?”

Surely, that wasn't the sole reason Tessa was visibly confused — Doreen could tell she was trying to shift the main subject of their conversation.

He had no intention of speaking irrelevantly with her — he must, no, he needed to watch her performance on a grand stage.

Her graceful moves captivated his eyes, although they were from clips — the amount of awe that'd