The old woman never wanted to say anything, but there was something about Frida and Dilan's eyes that gave her a good feeling... They seemed gentle and honest, unlike Tyron's eyes, who was evidently a complete demon.
On the other hand, even though Frida lowered her fork from Dilan's neck, he refused to let go and let her go... At that, Frida frowned and looked into Dilan's deep seductive eyes, which made everything inside her turn upside down as a wave of guilt was crossing her body.
"Stop touching me!" she said, looking away from Dilan...
However, despite her words, Dilan just smiled and put his arm around her waist... Dilan was relieved, even though she was refusing him, she was calmer. Without thinking, he mockingly brushed the hem of her shirt as he smiled.
He knew that Frida's
