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Someone who was hard to resist. "Do you think I lack women?" The devilish man asked. "You might not. But you are a man, won't you like to possess the finest one? Especially when you can get her without any effort," Cristiana smiled. In the pale light of the old lamp fell on her beautiful face. Even with dirt on her face and tangled hair, the woman looked dazzling. She stood there with her 5'9 height which could rival many men's. Her curvy figure was a perfect hourglass.

Not discouraged by Elias' lack of response, the woman raised her voice and tried again. "I'm talking to you. Don't you have any gentlemanly manners? "You! The handsome guy in the dress shirt and black slacks! "Are you waiting for someone?" At last, Elias lifted his head and glanced over. His indifferent expression and cool demeanor instantly made the woman's eyes light up even more. She thought that he was very handsome—absolutely perfect. "I can help you with that," the woman said, her smile flirtatious.

It sounded the same as the melody in the ring before. Chase looked at the woman. She had beautiful, fair skin, and soft features. Her eyes glistened with emotions and had a certain allure to them. The woman had no Adam's apple and had perky breasts. She had a small waist and long, slender legs. She was taller than most women as well. He gave her a puzzled look. "Aren't you a man?" The woman broke out with a chuckle. Her mannerisms were just like a woman's.

Yones retorted with a haughty face. Huh? Ugly? Alexander felt like laughing at being called ugly. Among the many women he had known, most of them called him handsome. No one ever called him ugly. If he were to compare himself to Yones, who had slightly protruding teeth, Alexander looked more handsome than him. Well, Alexander didn't want to boast, but that was the fact. Alexander was indeed more handsome than Yones. "It seems like Mr. Yones got the wrong person. Maybe there is another Casandra living here? Because if it's the Casandra who lives in this house, she is indeed my wife," Alexander said calmly.

he said and this time I lifted my eyes up to stare into his ocean blue eyes. Now that I am looking at him up close like this, he is actually a handsome man. Now I understand why would those magazines write thousands of articles explaining his beauty and charisma. But does having handsome face mean everything? Does that make them a good person? I don’t think one’s outer beauty can define how that person is from inside. “Actually I just wanted to compliment you at first” he said and I narrowed my eyes in confusion but his next words made me scowl. “After all you were the first woman who got my attention in this boring party”.

Cara God, he's handsome ,I think, staring at the man before me. I had forgotten how breath-takingly handsome Ivan was. It was striking -his beauty. It never failed it amaze me how attractive I found him. Did everyone else see it or was it just me? No, they must have seen it too. Who couldn't? Ivan was handsome in a way that was different from the modern definition. Yes, you could describe him as 'hot' but that would not suffice. His beauty was old-fashioned and nothing like the kind seen in today's male models.

“Why so?” The woman was tall with a curvy build. She clearly hit the gym regularly, or just had good genes. A beautiful face with little to no make-up and a bow full lip. The lady had the looks of a celebrity with her perfectly symmetrical face and body. Her hair was fiery red. It wasn’t her actual hair color, yet it fitted her. Maria couldn’t imagine any other color suiting her. The lady was very attractive, and it intimidated Maria. Maria thought of her words clearly before speaking. The last thing she wanted was to appear dumb or uneducated on art.

A tall man with a handsome face came into the dining room, with a woman who had a beautiful face. "Amber!" called Mrs. Betty to her child who was walking hand in hand with Romeo. Almost all the women in the room agreed with this scene, their faces looked very happy when they saw Romeo walking with Amber. Suitable! That's what the women there had in mind. "What's the matter, Mom?" asked Amber in a very soft and polite voice. All women who have sons ready to marry will be delighted by Amber's friendly, manly nature. Mrs. Betty immediately got up and ran towards Amber. "Hana challenges you to make tiramisu!" Mrs Betty's voice was high and shrill, and the woman seemed to be tattling to her chil

I asked her. “I asked some handsome guy for coffee, and I don’t see one here.” She replied and walked outside. I am not handsome? I thought and frowned. I walked outside the hall and walked directly near some girl beside Jiya. “Am I not handsome?” I asked her. “You are the most handsome man, I have ever seen Sir.” She replied, smiling at me like she won the lottery. “Ha... see I know that.” I said, grinning and sent a pointed look towards Jiya, but she rolled her eyes and continued to work.

They didn't want him to queue up for too long. "Hey, what's the matter with you?" A man scolded his girlfriend, "What right does he have to go first?" "Because he's handsome." The woman didn't even look at the man. When she replied, her eyes were glued to Carl. Carl walked over to the snack stand coldly. He asked for a few bottles of water and some soup. "Stop looking at him! Come with me!" The man grumbled as he talked to the woman. "He's so handsome!" The woman continued gushing. "I wish I could touch him! He's just so handsome!"