The man didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and watched her for a while. Perhaps because he was so handsome, Norris Moore found her heartbeat uncontrollably quickening after being stared at by his dark, luminous eyes for a moment.
The young man was beautiful and elegant, tall and straight in stature, with a reserved and noble temperament, like a model stepping out of a business magazine, stirring an irresistible thrum in the heart.
Norris certainly didn't consider herself to be a frivolous person, and the frenzied beating of her heart could only be because the man was too beautiful.
Such a good-looking person made even the forced abduction seem like a long-awaited reunion between lovers.
Norris bit her lower lip and turned her head to glance behind her. The corridor was deserted, and the figure of Charles Green was no longer visible.
