All too late for his love

Chapter 82

Willow’s eyes were particularly striking. They were somewhat enigmatic and exquisite. Her eyes spoke volumes, exuding an irresistible charm.

One glance into them was enough for any became entranced.

man to imagine the beauty hidden beneath her sheer veil. Seeing those tantalizing outlines, countless men

“Wow, she’s so beautiful!” Thane, sitting beside Zayn, couldn’t help but exclaim.

He nudged the icy Zayn who was next to him. In rudimentary Marleyan, Thane said in excitement, “Zayn, Marleyan girls are truly exquisite! She’s bewitching!”

Zayn gave a vague hum in response, not even bothering to lift his head. He loathed places like this, for they were filled with debauchery.

was well–known for its reputation. If it weren’t for Thane’s insistence,

despite Zayn’s

began. It was a classical piece tinged with romantic allure. Willow listened to the enthusiastic cheers echoing from the audience below. She felt an overwhelming sense

earning money, no matter how much she despised this wretched place,

Leaping and twirling, her

her classical beauty. Dressed in vintage clothing, she exuded an

music, the rubles adorning her ankles accentuated her porcelain skin. Before the audience’s eyes, she vibrated with an

ivory feet. Like the other men in the audience, he held his

silence was unnaturally still. Zayn recalled how the men in the audience had been loud and rowdy during

woman on stage was too ugly? She must have scared these superficial men into silence. The more Zayn thought about it, the more convinced

breath. Nowadays, people loved spending money to torment

his determination to bid on the first dance with a Marleyan girl tonight. Zayn wondered if Thane could handle this

a stupefied look. But Zayn observed that this dazed expression was not out of fear, but