Chapter 103: In The Gallery-II

In the painting, Master Ian was sitting at a chair, in front of a maroon curtain. His long legs were crossed in front of him and his body was leaning to the back of the chair. His arm resting on the armchair hold his chin he playfully tilted to the right side of the painting and there was his grin appearing on his sculpted face.

Elise had always seen the grin, the grin that Ian had when he was feeling amused or in mirth. There was wildness in him and the untamed mischief he presented which make up the components of his mysterious gaze that seem as if he knows everything.

The charm was hard to resist for anyone which was why many women would be far more than happy to be invited to his bed.

Elise gulped. This was Ian's portrait in front of her but she felt the man was right in front of her, staring at her with the red eyes he had.