Chapter 703 - 704
Romeo was the very definition of a dashing enigma, carrying an air of aristocratic grace and a touch of aloofness that seemed etched into his very being.
When his gaze fell upon strangers, it held an untamed wildness paired with a lofty indifference. Yet, when he looked upon the one he cherished, his eyes softened into a tender caress.
This stark contrast had Serena utterly captivated. She relished Romeo’s icy dominance, his powerful aura that seemed to tower above the rest, his statuesque figure, and his impeccably handsome features.
Everything about Romeo was an object of her affection.
In comparison, Martin seemed so utterly ordinary.
In that moment, Serena found herself a touch envious of Rosemary, who was the recipient of Romeo’s fervent kisses, his intense affection.
Before Romeo’s lips could tire, Rosemary’s phone buzzed to life, his eyes lingering with a hint of desire yet to be sated.
It was her grandmother calling.
"Rose, your uncle is driving me up the wall. I can’t talk sense into him!"
Belinda’s voice came through the phone, laden with complaint. "You deal with him!"
Rosemary tried to suppress a chuckle, but before she could offer a few soothing words, she heard Sampson’s resigned voice.