Shiny, gorgeous green eyes gazed at you with the deepest devotion you had ever seen. Upon Argenti’s unreadable expression your reflection shone in his orbs. There were no words he could’ve said.

His stare flickered over every corner of your body, trying to find the right words.

“You… must have been blessed by the Aeon of Beauty herself,” he whispered.

Mesmerized was an understatement. What was this feeling? All he craved was your body. His hands, shaking, extended themselves to you.