Chapter 68: You
Time seemed to have stopped as Kael’s group stood rooted to the ground. They wanted to move, but their entire being was filled with terror.
The only exception was Kael, but even he was affected by the woman’s presence. He clenched his fists tightly but didn’t do anything reckless.
He just stared at the strange woman and observed her.
She sat with a calm, almost lazy elegance—legs crossed, back slightly arched as if daring anyone to speak out of line. Her long, violet-black hair spilled over her shoulders like ink in water, a few rebellious strands falling across her face.
One eye stayed hidden behind her side-swept bangs, while the other, sharp and violet like a blade dipped in starlight, stared with quiet authority behind sleek glasses.
A cigarette hung loosely between her lips—not lit, just something to chew on while she sized up the area like she owned it.
And maybe she did.
Her outfit was pure dominance in fabric form. A glossy black jacket hugged her shoulders, paired with a tight, high-waisted skirt that shimmered with every subtle shift of her hips. The white blouse beneath was laced at the collar, modest in design but not in intent, and a deep purple tie hung perfectly centered down her chest.
Her legs, long and wrapped in sheer black stockings, were marked with a crimson-black tattoo on one thigh—a symbol of power, maybe a warning. And on her feet, polished black heels.
She was perhaps the most beautiful woman Kael had ever seen, but that wasn’t the reason why he had stopped in his tracks.
It was her sheer presence that screamed something at him.