h of his robe tied so loosely it was practically an invitation. The dim light traced the solid line

After his earlier taunts, Rosalie knew

pegged him as some untouchable, icy saint of a man.

a single flicker

vating charm. Each new side of her personality was so vivid it stirred something restless inside him, an itch he couldn't scratc

y simple. He liked beautiful women-or more precisely, beautiful women with fascin

he was surprisingly inexperienced. The slightest flirtat

him. He gave the empty space beside

osed to slee

ed. Was he not afraid this ugly fa

was best not to provoke him, she curved her lips into a swee

he countered smoothly. "Perhaps how you'v

hered to go to the Hayes estate to

the bed, his gaze dark and unreadable. She'd

ttal smile. While at the Hayes'

lled away. When Isabelle had poured out her sorrows, looking pitiful and broken

even changed his suit. The one Isabelle h

ike. His disgust was

rious: if she hadn't interfered, wou

en you can't stand, and in return, you stay out of my business. Once this ma

e simply ignored her, rolled over, and went to sleep. The truly infuriating part was th

way to the sofa. She didn't even bother with a shower,

irl had fallen into a deep slumber,

t a sound and crossed to the sofa, studying

weetness, nothing like artificial perfume. It was a

surprising softness of her body, the way her

rue face. But at the last moment, he hesitated and pulled back. She stirred, a subtle movement th

actually a littl

xt mor

lush, enormous bed, waking w

t in a strange place. Oddly en

mmaculately dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed a

tion struck her. She'd fallen asleep on

checked herself. Finding her black sweatsuit still p

ed by a chilling thought: this man

r to the bed without her waking. He must have some kind of trick

Damian adopted a deeply wounded, innocent

of sheer disbelief.

your arms around my waist, ran your hands all o

lie snapped, he

lessness, but she would not

held out his phone. "I have a video. If