Bloodied White Roses(Carrington Series #1)

Chapter 5

Amidst the serene expanse by the poolside, a woman of singular poise stood in contemplative reverie, her eyes cast upon the crystalline waters that mirrored the heavens above. The zephyrs, tender emissaries of nature, caressed her tresses, imbuing her countenance with an ephemeral allure. Her visage, an epitome of austere composure, exuded an enigmatic coolness that enveloped the very atmosphere around her, bestowing an almost regal air to the scene.

It was as if her aura, a mosaic of detachment and introspection, permeated the very ether, casting a subtle, yet unmistakable, chill upon the vicinity. A symphony of silence and stillness accompanied her, adding to the tableau of understated grandeur that she represented. The interplay of light and shadow painted a chiaroscuro tapestry across her features, each contour and line sculpted with an artist's precision.

Her elegance, a manifestation of refined refinement, was undeniable; it coursed through her very posture, lending an aristocratic grace to every gesture. Her mesmeric allure, akin to a siren's call, seized the attention of all fortunate enough to glimpse her, leaving an indelible impression. Such captivating beauty served as a mirror, reflecting not only her physical attributes but also the depths of her inner world.

As I sat in awed contemplation, my gaze entrapped by her aura, I couldn't help but marvel at the exquisite juxtaposition of the cold exterior concealing an intricately delicate soul beneath. Truly, in that fleeting moment, she was the embodiment of a living masterpiece, an opus of elegance and allure that would linger in memory, an enigmatic reverie amidst the serene panorama of the poolside

A voice as frosty as the chill of winter, she uttered.

"Stop staring, I might melt." The words dripped from her lips with a glacial precision, each syllable etched with a measured detachment. Yet, there lingered an undertone of seduction, a subtle hint of allure that carried an unspoken challenge.

A wry smirk tugged at the corners of her lips, revealing a hint of amusement as she keenly observed the effect her words had on me. Her hazel eyes, like shards of ice, glittered with an enigmatic spark, betraying a knowing awareness of the allure she wielded. Despite the calculated seduction that played upon her words, her composure remained unwavering, a façade of elegance that masked the tempestuous currents beneath.

In that moment, her aura held a magnetic pull, drawing my gaze even as her words cautioned against such open admiration. The poolside scene became a canvas upon which her contradictory nature painted an enthralling masterpiece - a paradox of frigidity and warmth, detachment and allure, all held in delicate balance by her calculated poise.

I cleared my tone to lessen the feeling she made me felt.

"S-so uhmm Sia, Do you have any one that piqued your interest?" Tanong ko na may paga curious.

Bumaling ulit ang tingin nito sa akin at tinignan ako nang maigi. Ang mga mata nito ay parang inaanalyze yung face ko na medyo kinapanic ko dahil kung makatingin siya sa mukha ko parang jinajudge ako eh.

Jusko panget ba ako?may muta ba ako?may tumutulo bang laway ko?

"You have a very eye-cathing pair of eyes, Khio. Amber ones" Mahinang pagsabi niya habang mas malalim na sinusuri yung mga mata ko.

She stared deeply into my eyes as if she can ready me like an open book, her hazel eyes met mine. Her eyes wonders around my face as she analyze my visuals. As if on cue, her orbs stops at my lips. Staring at it as if she wants to taste it.

I looked deeply into her eyes to see wht she was thinking but, shes so hard to read.

"Yeah, that's where i got my second name, Amber" Ngumiti ako nang matamis sakanya.