Chapter 457

Calla's exhilarated laughter eventually filled the room.

Pierre held Calla and spun around the living room for several minutes. When they were both dizzy and breathless, he finally stopped. He gently set her down on the couch, where they both slumped, panting and disoriented.

As Calla leaned back against the couch, she felt like the entire room was still spinning. A smile spread across her face as she savored the thrill of the moment. She had never been so wild and carefree before. This light-headedness felt oddly invigorating.

Still catching his breath, Pierre supported himself on the couch with one hand and gazed deeply at Calla with a profound look in his eyes.

Noticing his intense gaze, Calla asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Pierre suddenly reached out, cupping her chin in his hand. His eyes seemed to drink in her features as he remarked, "You're beautiful."

Taken aback by the compliment, Calla remarked, "You could have complimented me about anything else. How can I c