Exclusively Possess His Heart

The first time I met Justin Smithson was at my younger brother, Eric Jefferson's workplace.

At that time, he was scolding Eric, exuding a powerful yet aloof aura

With just a couple of sentences, Justin tore into Eric so viciously that Eric wished the ground would swallow him up.

His profile was impeccable, his body proportions rivaling a male model's.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, he turned his head to meet my eyes.

Beneath the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyebrows were deep-set and alluring, while his eyes gleamed with a chilly pride.