Chapter 34

• Not until Lita took an ashtray from the living room and put it next to Alex's hand did his sharp eyes soften.
• A cigarette was held between his shapely fingers. He elegantly sent it to the ashtray to knock off the ash, and then sent it to his thin lips again and inhaled deeply. After that, he puffed out smoke to her pretty face, which made her retreat in disgust. However, Alex grabbed her wrist.
• "Do you hate me?" he asked. His thin lips held the cigarette tightly, made him look unspeakable evil.