WARNING:
This chapter contains a moderate sex scene. Please read at your own discretion.
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1.618.
This was the Fibonacci sequence, the golden ratio.
The number that scientists across the world agreed to be perfection.
If that number were to be translated out into a woman's figure, for Viktor, it would be:
34, 25, 35.
34 bust, 25 waist, and 35 hips.
Those numbers did not equal the hourglass figure, but the perfect curve of a violin.
Added to her 174-centimeter height and 36B cup size, Eva had what it takes to reach, if not already reached, the perfect level of beauty. Although she was not as famous as those worldwide models Viktor had the chance of 'getting acquainted' with, her beauty far surpassed them.
And right now, this rare beauty was standing half-naked in front of him.
She was so beautiful that her beauty would probably make even the goddess of beauty herself jealous.
How could she be not?