Ashina’s POV

I opened the door to see Daniel standing before me. He looked…handsome. His hair was styled to slick back with wet-looking strands falling on his forehead. He wore a black suit, a few buttons of his inner white shirt were unbuttoned, and he donned a black polished shoe. This was the most formal I’ve seen him and he looked quite dashing.

He stared at me in a daze for a while like he was seeing a whole new person, “You look beautiful,” he finally muttered.

I released the ...