INNOCENCE || BOOK 2
Her uneven breaths were hitting his chest — his body from which a strong manly scent mixed with a hint of intoxication was evoking.
He tilted his head, his red bloodshot eyes trying to peek into her scared one as he said, “You’re indeed beautiful, just like the woman told me.”
She still did not look up at him. She could not dare to. She did not know she had him spellbound just by her one feature. But he knew that. He knew women are indeed a distraction. And the one standing before him, cornered by him, trying to hide into the wall — as he could notice, was the greatest distraction ever created by God.