Baron Lawrence heard the small woman beside him breathing steadily, deeply asleep, with a slight hint of a snore.
He opened his eyes, his dark eyes extremely alert, without a trace of sleepiness.
He supported half his body, gazing down at the sleeping young woman from above...
The moonlight from outside the window poured in luminously, and even without the lights on, the room was clearly visible.
His deep gaze traveled from Enna Clark's forehead, to her eyes, then to her nose, and finally landed on her full lips...
Enna's lips were not the current trend of very thin and small shapes, but naturally full, giving a warm and slightly pouty girlish feeling.
Baron Lawrence's gaze lingered on her lips for a long time, a full five minutes, before he moved away, lowered his head, and kissed her eyelids, his thin lips moving away with a hoarse whisper, "Good night."
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