Chapter 43 Forty Three

• I put a hand over my gaping mouth. How could I say all that out loud when I had never even said it to myself? It was Desmond’s mesmerizing and sexy eyes that had extracted the truth from me. It was a dark truth that I would have preferred to lock deep inside me and never let out.
• “Is that so?” Desmond’s hands moved up my wrists and locked his fingers with my fingers. “Quite interesting to know how you feel about me.”
• The siren-like glow in his eyes had disappeared, leaving behind a blend of unique colors in his irises that looked ethereal but were powerless. “What is this sorcery that you do with your eyes? Words I never intended to speak came rushing out of my mouth when you asked me a question. It felt like you forced my body and mind to obey your command. I’m convinced that you possess siren-like abilities. Did the myth come into existence by real female sex spirits luring sailors at sea?”