Doctor, I'm Too Sensitive!
Her face nestled against his chest, the distance between them merely a fist's breadth, an ideal space for exchanged breaths.
Observing the man's pores at such proximity, Bianca found herself marvelling at their extraordinary beauty—each pore immaculate, cute, and arranged with perfection.
What captivated her most were his eyes, reflecting not only her image but also an emotion that eluded precise definition.
Most importantly, she saw his eyes again, and not only was there a reflection of her in those eyes, but there was also something that seemed to be ...... like ......?
How could he, the high and mighty Big Boss, be like him, he must have been so angry with him that his eyes were blurred.
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