For an instant, Alana saw the turbulent waves in his eyes.
Like a whirlpool, it seems to be forcibly seized from her.
There was the scent of wild jasmine in the room, but to Julian, it was far less than the light scent of her who had just been showered.
Like the deadliest aphrodisiac, the smell made him crazy.
But the tremendous self-control has suppressed the impulse a little bit.
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