“Go back!” a harsh voice said. “Don’t make me repeat myself and drag you towards the entrance!”
“Okay, okay! I was just casually taking some pictures,” another voice replied.
“Damn, paparazzi!” murmured the previous voice.
They then heard the footsteps of the two people going away. They both heaved a sigh of relief before looking at each other. They weren’t aware, however, that their faces were way too close. Dazed, they both stared at each other’s faces. Looking up close at Yvo, Keira thought that he was indeed handsome, a kind of man who women would go crazy for. Those bushy eyebrows, sparkling eyes, pointed nose, and plump lips—perfection. It was as if he was sculpted personally by the Gods and Goddess. Just how unfair the world can be? He’s nowhere lacking in looks and riches. If sh
