The petite woman in front of him had a delicate, melon-seed face; although her features weren't the kind to stun on first sight, she possessed a clean and comfortable temperament. She seemed very uncomfortable, continuously writhing in his arms, her lovely, slender brows also furrowing, her body shrinking backward...
It gave him an overwhelming impulse to pin her down on the bed and take her forcefully!
But...
His breathing intensified!
His dark pupils deepened from light to shadow.
He hadn't expected Enna Clark to be with Wyndham Howell, and even less so for Wyndham to bring her back. The moment he thought back to calling her and hearing she was with Wyndham, his breath felt stifled, and his chest constricted to the point of suffocation!
His handsome face turning ashen, Baron Lawrence's grip on her hand involuntarily tightened—
