Holding a mug of his favorite Irish coffee, he set his oceanic orbs on her. With a smirk, he was standing on the upper aisle, his one arm resting on the side pillar while the other was active in serving him a coffee. His staring at her was so intense that it created a disturbance in her, shuddered access in her carcass, accelerating the heartbeats. She was dusting the furniture of the main hall, without giving a signal glanced at him, but was aware of his presence and… How his oceanic orbs watched her every move like a hawk observing his target…!
During the dusting, she adjusts her dress, again and again, afraid due to her motion, maybe her uniform slide and it reveals her skin …!
Tara was wearing a black dress with a white hem, a thigh-high skirt, and a white half apron tied on he
