Chapter 182 Naughty Seaside Encounter:>>21

• The harsh light cast deep shadows over his face so that he appeared almost demoniac, his eyes sunken into their sockets and crescents of darkness under each of his worn and rugged contours.
• Her mother's voice, slurred with drink. "There she is."
• The man turning his eyes on her, the irises and pupils indistinguishable like the black orbs of a hungry shark, and she heard his voice, like wet gravel.