Disgraceful
She wasn't certain what it was precisely, but she got a feeling that he had something in his mind that she could not foresee.
He seemed absorbed in perfecting some details on the canvas, his eyes focused there and not drifted to her for a long while. She took the chance to contemplate him while he was entirely unaware. When he was in a calm state of mind like this, perfectly relaxed and comfortable in his doing, the taut expression in his face softened, camouflaged the arrogance that so characterized his very existence. When his cold, calculating eyes cast down on the canvas, half hidden underneath the long dark eyelashes, he looked so infuriatingly beautiful, like a fallen angel. Angel of d
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