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.

from abroad to visit him. The Rumpus Club was well–known for its reputation. If it weren’t for Thane’s insistence, he would never

Zayn’s plain disinterest.

listened to the enthusiastic cheers echoing from

the sake of earning money, no matter how much she despised this wretched place, she knew she had

were unmatched. Leaping and twirling, her delicate frame moved with fluidity. Each graceful gesture was

mouth complemented her classical beauty. Dressed in vintage clothing,

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

and her flawless, ivory feet. Like the other men in the audience, he held his breath, afraid

had been loud and rowdy

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

people loved spending money

to declare his determination to bid on the first dance with

over at Thane Thane indeed had a stupefied look. But Zayn observed that this dazed expression was not out of fear, but rather