CLAVE’s POV.
The inner room door gently opened and my mouth hung open in awe when Ayita stepped out of the room.
She was clad in a black off shoulder dress that stopped a little above her knees and it accentuated her hour glass figure. A small part of her cleavage was left bare. She had a mild makeup on her face, her lips were blazing red while her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail giving off a flirty yet dangerous aura.
I couldn’t help but gulp as my gaze traveled over her and settled on her long legs for a moment.
She had the most beautiful set of legs I have ever seen and she could pass for an international model if she wanted.
Gosh, she looked so beautiful, I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
“Why are you staring?” Her voice jolted me out of my train of thoughts and I gulpe
