Her eyebrows were like fine willow leaves—delicate and enchanting, perfectly full yet naturally dark, as if drawn with ink.
Her fine nose was perfectly proportioned, lending her a gentle, elegant air that still carried a hint of decisiveness.
Her full, plump red lips exuded the alluring charm of a woman in her prime.
Her cheeks, chin, and neck were all exquisitely smooth and supple, without a single wrinkle.
She looked every bit as good as a recent college graduate, and it was clear she spared no expense on her skincare.
This skin quality, so at odds with her actual age, was enough to make countless women her age—and even many who were younger—burn with envy.
Her body was tall, curvaceous, and alluringly mature.
It was barely contained within a white, tailored, short-waisted jacket and a matching hip-hugging miniskirt, straining at the seams with a full, voluptuous feel.
