She slightly bowed her head, pressing her pale lips together gently; it was a stance of both defense and helplessness.
Steven Balance revealed a playful smile at the corner of his lips, walked over, and lifted a strand of Aldana Candi's hair, playing with it in his hands, remaining silent to incite fear within her.
He reached out, using his fingertips to slightly lift her pointed chin, forcing her trembling eyes to meet his smiling gaze.
In the instant their eyes locked, Aldana Candi's breath seemed to halt — like a frog under the gaze of a snake, every pore stood on end in terror.
Eight years had passed.
The once youthful boy had completely transformed into a tall and slender man.
His presence exuded an aura more formidable than eight years ago; he needed to do nothing to assert his dominion.
