Chapter 11 : The Client's Wife

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"You suddenly turned", he says again. "Anyway, I'm sorry"

Not only the voice but every damn thing this man has is attractive. In just a couple of seconds, I take an entire glance at his perfect features. Tall and lean, deadly muscular body, perfect facial features. In short, every fucking thing I relish.

I can't stop staring at him when he keeps apologising.

"Listen, it was definitely not deliberate. Please stop giving silent looks and—" he pauses, maybe with the way I'm gazing up at him.

He lets out a deep sigh and rolls his eyes, rubbing his neck as if he's exhausted.

"Here!" I grab a glass of chilled water and hold it closer to him. "You look too stressed out, Mister"

He glances at me for a whole second. The eye contact, I didn't know I needed. His eyes are dark grey and unusually desirable, and so is the way he gazes at.

"Thanks for your concern", he takes the glass and drinks the whole, jerking his arms and tilting his neck as if he's jerking all the exhaustion and tensi