Lilly’s eyes darted drunkenly to Kane’s face.The man looked like he was born in 3 B.C.—ancient, dangerous, timeless. His features were sharp, almost cruel, yet miserably hot in a way that made her stomach tighten. Ugly was the wrong word. Too striking. Too intense. A face that shouldn’t exist so perfectly in a broken world.Her gaze clung to his light green, wolf-like eyes, drowning in them. They held something feral, something ancient, something that made her feel seen and undone all at once. His sharp jaw carved his face like a sculptor’s masterpiece,He was beautiful. Magnificent. An artwork far more captivating than the Mona Lisa—because this one breathed, glared, and stood right in front of her.Every feature from his eyes to his nose was perfectly symmetrical, disturbingly flawless. It felt like staring at a sculpted relic of glory, something made to be worshipped, feared, and admired all at once.Drunk and unsteady, Lilly leaned harder into his chest, as if her life depended o
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