Contact

Valdrova had turned into a huge single rose.

It was only eye contact….

They had certainly made this kind of eye contact many times before.

But he had never imagined that the view beyond a single mask would feel so unfamiliar and stark.

Valdrova finally closed her eyes.

Yet her closing her eyes only stirred Ferda’s desire further.

The lines of her tightly shut brows were clearly visible, and the contours of her face became even more distinct.

Her pale skin and small, delicate lips.

She tempted Ferda as an unattainable forbidden fruit.

It felt as though a powerful wave of desire had swept over Ferda...