Clarissa
Saint didn't say a word to me after that. He just glared at me for a while before turning to look out at the view. His elbow was up on the space beside the window as I found him caressing his bottom lip.
Even though he was crueler than them all, so much to the point that the worst supervillain had absolutely nothing on him, he was stunning. Just like that night he made me drink, I took the time to drink in his pleasingly defined cheekbones, providing him a flawlessly chiseled jaw. His almond eyes were piercing blue with a mix of light brown spilling from the pupil. Even his nose was hand-crafted by God with how perfect it held his face together.
My gaze traveled down to his body and even though I had never seen it, I felt like I knew exactly what muscles were bulging underneat
