Her eyes were cold, hard, but they had an inviting light hiding somewhere beneath her severe features. She looked threatening in both her appearance and how she carried herself. Instantly, he wanted to know who she was. He had never seen her before. She was clearly foreign with blonde hair and grey eyes, but she seemed to speak perfect Korean. She was a beautiful stranger; the most intruiging type of stranger. Her walk was entrancing with her swaying hips and her silk gown hugging her like a second skin. He should have known just by looking that she was dangerous. Nevertheless, he just had to know who she was.