Archer could not stop smiling. He had to lick his lips, contort his lips to avoid smiling. He knew the effect he was going to have on that woman, and he was right. She was mesmerised after seeing his handsome, rugged face.
"This! This is the effect people have after looking at me. God! How will I show her this? If only she had been here, she would have seen how women lose their minds after looking at me. Well! She must have seen those models, those actresses, those socialites drooling all over me. Wait! Why am I thinking about her in this crucial time? Stop thinking about her, Archer! Stop thinking about her! You are here to work, think about that," Archer snapped at himself.
