Chapter 4: Evelyn: The First Mate
Evelyn~
"Are you mute?"
His voice was calm but cold, like a winter breeze that could cut through skin and settle in your bones.
However, it didn’t sound like he was mocking me. It felt more like a genuine question, like he was simply trying to understand.
Most men would have already let their eyes drift to my breast, especially with me wearing a low-cut dress like this.
But not him.
He kept his gaze locked on my eyes.
There were a few moments when his pupils dropped slightly, but he always brought them right back up.
Like he respected boundaries that others didn’t even see anymore.
That should’ve been normal.
But in a world full of wandering eyes and perverted stares, his behavior felt like fresh air.
"When I ask you something, I expect an answer," he said, his voice turning colder now, firmer, more commanding. "You’re not deaf, are you? If you can’t speak, just nod."