"Yes. Yes, I'm aware but don't you think that right now, with the current situation, I'm an exception?"
Kyril Ross completed his sentence with pauses, acknowledging that the certain attempt would make him sound imposing and authoritative_ he was intentionally returning the same blow to Sandro.
The black devil seated himself back in the sofa and glanced at Sandro with a challenging smile on his lips, although it was clear from both men's expressions that they were barely holding themselves back from exploring.
Exploring? But what kind of exploring, sensual or some other? What exactly was the growing tension between them both?
"You are quite cocky, Kyril. And I must conclude that you have taken a daring decision to defy my command."
