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~ (72 years earlier) Aren’t you a pretty little thing.” I purred, as I admired the glitter shining from the infinity symbol standing vertically, my newly administered mark, upon the side of this woman's face. I wasn’t even sure of her name, but I didn’t care. She was a vision of loveliness, a petite and delicate beauty with a presence that belied her small stature. Her blonde hair, styled in a chic bob cut, framed her face and accentuated her striking features. Her deep blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, shining brightly with a warmth and kindness that drew me in. Her tanned skin glowed with a healthy, sun-kissed radiance, adding to her natural beauty and effortless charm.

The elevator chimed softly before sliding open and Maria looked up. A woman in her mid-forties stepped out with quiet elegance, the kind of presence that turned heads without effort. Her hair, a rich chestnut brown, was styled in smooth waves that rested neatly over her shoulders, catching the light with every step. Her makeup was subtle but flawless—soft rose lipstick, lightly defined eyes, and perfectly shaped brows that framed her composed expression.

But what I saw, was all I definitely wasn’t looking for. A chestnut mane stretched across her back almost touching her waist, so I could only see the left side of her face, letting me note that she had amber eyes, a thin nose and lushing lips shouting the world to be kissed, her skin was so white and without any flaw, that pushed me to caress the entire length of her neck with my nose. “Would you mind looking other away?” she asked fixing her gaze on my mouth – it’s disturbing the way you are looking at me.

She resists momentarily, not wanting to leave the bed until I carry her out bridal style. Reaching the bath, I lean in and draw a bath, filling it with essential oils to help relieve her soreness. Once I finish, I turn to face her, and her beauty nearly knocks me out. She's fully naked. I take a moment to admire her. Holy shit, she's hot. Apphia has long, slim, sexy legs, a thin waist, firm, round breasts, and a face. Her face is simply perfect - with a strong jawline, high cheekbones, and full lips. Her natural, sun-kissed skin, paired with her long, white hair, is heart-stoppingly stunning. She flushes under my gaze and casts her gaze on her feet. No. No. I tip her chin up to look at me,

I move closer to her and she smells so fresh, of course, a beautiful lady like her would smell so wonderful. "I'm sorry," I say and she rolls her eyes. "I shouldn't have left without saying anything, I think you're beautiful and honestly I don't deserve a girl like you." She looks back at me and she has that look on her face, it's not disdain, it's not sadness, she's blushing right now. It's so cute and I tell her that her smile is cute then she giggles. "even your laughter's cute.", I say and she looks back at me with a wide smile. A girl this beautiful deserves the whole world, she really does.

Hypnotic in nature. Sierra Santo is a very beautiful woman, with almost milky skin, despite looking exotic. Her dark hair frames a delicate bone structure, and her eyes, although electrifying blue right now, are almond shaped under straight thick dark brows, so perfectly symmetrical. She has pouty lips, and an ever-present youthful charm that completely warms her to you. A face that says, ‘I can be trusted’ to match the surrounding atmosphere of serene she always carries.

she said, her bright blue eyes sparkling with a hint of nervousness. I took in her appearance, noticing for the first time how strikingly pretty she was. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her delicate facial features. Her porcelain skin glowed with a soft, ethereal light, making her look almost otherworldly. Pearl's bright blue eyes sparkled as she smiled, her full, pink lips curving upward. Her slender, delicate features seemed almost ethereal, and I found myself captivated by her beauty. Her long, curly brown hair framed her face, and her high forehead and well-groomed brows added to her elegance.

"It's a good day today, so I'm in a good mood." Sunlight shone on her face. Her skin was white and her eyes were bright. She was even more delicate than a flower. Ferguson Zhengkang caressed her delicate face. This woman was beautiful. Even without heavy makeup, her skin looked transparent and smooth, like an egg without eggshell.

He couldn't look away, mesmerized by her struggle. Her skin was warm brown, glowing under the soft light, a natural radiance—neither pale nor dark, but truly and fully her, unique and captivating. Chestnut hair fell past her shoulders, framing her face, softening her features. Her body was neither too full nor too thin; every curve, every line felt right, perfectly proportioned, a natural harmony.