Chapter 59

• Martha's anger was palpable as she pressed her lips together, glaring at the man before her. She scrutinized him intently, her gaze intensifying as she took in his near-perfect features.
• His thick, light brown hair framed a face boasting baby blue eyes and lips that seemed all too inviting. Every facial contour - his impeccably chiseled nose and jaw - seemed as if it had been meticulously crafted by the world's most talented sculptors.
• With his sun-kissed complexion and imposing stature, he radiated a magnetic allure. He was the kind of devilishly appealing man who could easily tempt someone to throw caution to the wind, following him into the most treacherous of realms without a second thought.