Iko’s POV
While I sat there with a deep thudding heart, I couldn’t take my eyes off him!
Kori Hansuma
He is dressed in a tribal costume; a thick furry clock that hangs over his shoulders, touching the ground behind him. A fitted pant that was made up of leather along with long leather boots was hidden in them at the lower calf section. He has beaded necklaces on and might I add, looked too hot to handle.
His cold face, badboy attitude gave him rouge personality; the one which wants you to beg him.
The music stops when Kori stands beside the stoned throne with details engraved on it; pretty designs but with no colors. It was carved out of rock. I notice him sweep his surrounding with his eyes until they land on him.
I quickly straighten up as a warm hand gives a slight push at my back
