Chapter 38 Confusion

Juliana's pov:
The guy in front of me was surely the true definition of a Greek god. I have always said that Lucien is handsome but oh! My goodness this one standing in front of me is a goddamn snack, his jet-black hair flowed down to his shoulder. His hair looks so soft and silk that I want to run my hands on them.
I gawk at him unknowingly, he has a smooth spade-shaped beard. He has a manly gritted stubble, I smiled inwardly. I have always had a thing for mustache guys but so bad none of my previous mates had a beard except Lucien. His eyes dazzled in wonder with a sinful smirk across his lips as he watched me gawk at him but I ignored his behavior and focused back on his appearance. I have never seen a guy like this before, he looked so different and appealing at the same time which seems strange. I could tell that he has this devil may care outlook, he has a bristly eyebrow with a hawkish nose.