"You..."
Just as Arabella Vanderbilt began to speak, she felt her body lighten as she was swiftly carried away by a strong force.
The unexpected action surprised Arabella and her eyes widened. Then her waist was tightly encircled and, at the same time, Joel Russo's stunningly handsome face pressed down, landing precisely on her lips.
Arabella's eyes grew even larger in the night, engulfed by a too-familiar scent, forcing her to part her lips and submit to his forceful entry in order to alleviate the pain caused by friction.
Joel Russo's hand was clasped on the back of her head while the other firmly encircled her waist, giving her no chance to escape or resist.
The overwhelming assault caught her off guard, dominating and assertive, yet she could still feel his tenderness.
