Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 574: Ava, Look Into My Eyes

Ava Sterling was having fun, smiling widely like a child, full of joy.

She forgot where she was, forgot who she was; in this moment, all she knew was play.

However, when the restraint in front of her disappeared, a sudden chill swept over her. Ava paused, instinctively lowered her head, and saw her exposed upper body.

Naked, in the bathroom light, under the flow of water, she glowed with a layer of warm light.

Ava was stunned.

Poe Vaughn watched her stare blankly at her own body, no longer playing with the water. He withdrew his hand from her and began unbuttoning his shirt.

When that strong arm left, it was as if the powerful support was gone, leaving Ava with a sudden sense of emptiness and unease.

She instinctively grabbed the bathtub, her gaze falling on the person in front of her.

His broad chest, dark shirt, especially those distinct fingers slowly unbuttoning one by one, mesmerizingly.

Ava watched his fingers, and with each move, as the buttons released, the shirt gradually opened, revealing the firm chest inside, tinged with a honeyed hue under the light, filled with temptation.

Unable to resist, instinctively, Ava swallowed.

Her eyes stayed fixed on that chest, unable to look away.

Poe Vaughn noticed her dazed expression, and his pace of unbuttoning slowed even further.

When all the buttons were undone, his entire chest exposed, he clearly saw her wide eyes, even her lips parted open.

She looked as if she had seen a delectable meal, ready to pounce the next moment.

Hmm, he was very satisfied with such a look.

With all buttons undone, he took off his shirt, uncovering his solid upper body.

Perfect body proportions, solid abs, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, with no excess fat, very lean.

He was sexy, full of masculine charm, quite captivating.

Ava stared at this momentarily revealed mature male physique, her eyes widening, heart pounding, completely thrown into disarray.

She hated effeminate men the most, men who made themselves appear neither manly nor womanly, she detested that sort, couldn’t stand even looking at them. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Yet, she adored real men, exuding masculine strength, capable, with the courage to support the entire sky.

This is the kind of man she wanted.

And Poe Vaughn, was such a man.

Not just in appearance, but in every aspect—he was exactly her type!

At this moment, Ava looked at this flawless, impeccable physique, and her hands itched.

Completely unable to control herself, her hands fell on his chest, wrapping around him.

She lifted her head, looking at the person staring at her.

His eyes were deep, like an abyss, terrifying yet irresistibly drawing you closer, making you want to explore.

On her own accord, Ava moved closer to Poe Vaughn. She sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and lifted her head to kiss him.

She really liked him.

Liked him very much, couldn’t like him enough.

Poe Vaughn didn’t need to move, just sat there, exposing his upper body, but the person in front of him couldn’t resist.

She approached him on her own, climbed onto him, kissed him actively.

She was infatuated with him, loved his body, loved his face.

He was fully aware.

At this moment, her rosy lips fell on his chin, kissing him, her fingers wandering over his body, her heated breath teasing him.

He watched her, her eyes dreamy, intoxicated, as if he were a favored item she couldn’t bear to let go.

Item.

Just an item?

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he raised his hand, and in an instant, the person hugging him was pressed tightly against him, seamlessly close.

Ava’s kissing abruptly stopped.

Only now did she regain a bit of clarity, opening her eyes still heavy with intoxication to look at the person in front of her.

Poe Vaughn pinched Ava’s chin, forcing her to look up at him. He parted his lips: "Ava Sterling."

Calling her by her full name, as if something important was being discussed, leaving no room for her to evade.

Ava was drunk, even now, with Poe Vaughn pinching her chin and forcing her to look at him, her mind was still foggy.

Nonetheless, she enjoyed looking at Poe Vaughn this way.

The person in front of her looked good no matter how she looked at him.

However, Poe Vaughn’s presence was too overpowering, especially now, with his somber expression, these profoundly deep eyes seemed to want to swallow her whole.

This version of Poe Vaughn made Ava slightly less intoxicated.

His sudden calling made her subconsciously nervous.

If not for the influence of alcohol, she would probably be entirely tense right now.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and Ava asked: "What’s the matter?"

Instinctively asked, purely following her instincts, not thinking much.

No way, Ava’s mind was completely dazed, unable to be clear.

Poe Vaughn looked at the person so close. Her sleepy eyes had a trace of clarity; she heard him call her.

He said: "Do you like me?"

Ava was stunned.

Like him?

Her eyelashes fluttered, and Ava’s gaze fell on the incredibly handsome face before her. She observed the perfect features, the finely carved lines, contours.

She earnestly looked, meticulously looked, slowly looked, as if admiring God’s most perfect masterpiece, needing to look properly.

And as she looked, her hand couldn’t help but fall on Poe Vaughn’s face, feeling his forehead, his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose.

She behaved as if touching a priceless porcelain, a cherished, protected, adored relic.

Her eyes glowed with a dreamy shimmer, and that infatuation surfaced again. She said: "I like you..."

"Really like you, like you so much, very much..."

Yes, she liked him.

How could she not like such a perfect person?

His looks, physique, charisma, everything matched her aesthetic, exactly what she wanted.

Such a person, how could she possibly dislike?

Even if she wanted to dislike, she couldn’t.

As she spoke, Ava’s gaze grew more infatuated, as if she wished to take this possession home, only for herself.

At this moment, Ava’s rare clarity once again drowned in Poe Vaughn’s exceptional looks, and she became unclear.

Poe Vaughn watched the person quickly become unclear, the kind of liking he wanted was not the kind she answered with. He gripped her hand tightly: "Ava Sterling, look into my eyes."

A strong grip on her hand forced Ava to leave that perfect and priceless porcelain, her brows furrowing with displeasure.

Still, she looked at Poe Vaughn, into those deep, dark eyes.

Yet, the moment Ava met those eyes, her heart instinctively tightened.

As if seeing something that frightened her, she instinctively wanted to flee.

But Poe Vaughn’s arm wrapped around her waist, pressing her tightly against him, her hands enveloped in his large palm, immovably confined.

Like a fish on a chopping board, no matter how hard she flopped, she couldn’t escape Poe Vaughn’s board.

Ava’s eyes darted instinctively, her body writhing in Poe Vaughn’s embrace.

Poe Vaughn squinted, his arm around Ava’s waist instantly tightened, he opened his mouth: "Ava Sterling."