Diana’s POV
He was strikingly handsome. His light blue eyes stood out under thick, well-shaped brows. His nose was sharp, his lips soft and slim, and a touch of stubble along his jaw made him even more attractive.
“I am so sorry, Sir,” I said quickly, stepping back to give him space. He gave me a warm smile.
“Are you alright?” he asked in a gentle tone.
I nodded. Oddly enough, the dizziness I had felt earlier faded the moment he steadied me.
He handed me a bottle of water. I hesitated for a moment, feeling slightly embarrassed, but accepted it.
“Thank you,” I murmured, taking a long drink. I finished it in seconds; I had been that thirsty.
“You were probably dehydrated. That might be why you felt lightheaded,” he said. “Do you need something to eat?”
“No, Sir. I appreciate your hel
