CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Lynda couldn't keep her eyes to herself either. That man! that man is my sister's husband? How could this be? they are supposed to look hideous! Matras are half beast, they should atleast possess large fury tails, long sharp nails and scales! How come....how come Olivia always gets the best? this is so unfair!

How can there be a man exude such sexiness and grace at the same time just by drinking a glass of wine? she watched his every moves, the way his red lips chewed meat, sips wine, greets nobles, he's so perfect in everything that he does! there's no way he is a human! He even fits in instantly!

With that unreal look and charisma he's definitely someone who's being cursed by countless cuckold lovers and husbands and worshipped by too many women! Goodness! definitely a dangerous creature!

"I noticed you staring at your sister's potential husband for a long time now" Claude's voice was cold as usual but there was a hint of mischief in it.

Lynda's cheeks flushed as she fixed the invisi