Rowan slowly looked Liam up and down, his eyes lingering on the young man's snow-white hair before settling on his face.
He had to admit it.
The bastard looked ridiculously handsome.
Even as another man, Rowan found it irritating how perfect Liam's features were. Sharp jawline, calm blue eyes, flawless skin… if there was one thing Liam couldn't be criticized for, it was his appearance.
No wonder she's clinging to him.
Rowan's gaze shifted toward Tatiana.
She was still holding Liam's arm so naturally that it was obvious she enjoyed doing it.
He clicked his tongue.
"Hmph."
"It makes sense, I suppose."
Liam raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
"Women are naturally attracted to handsome men."
He shrugged casually before folding his arms.
"But looks only get you so far."
His smile slowly widened.
"In this world…"
He tapped his own chest proudly.
"…only strength matters."
His eyes drifted back toward Tatiana.
