"What... what do you mean?" Is she not leaving and actually going to sleep here?
"Ah—" The next second, Emily Walker felt her body being lifted into the air, and by the time she came to her senses, she had already landed on the soft, comfortable large bed!
She instinctively tried to get up, but was restrained by a strong, towering body.
Baron Stuart leaned down, imprisoning the woman beneath him completely within his double arms, his enchanting eyes even more alluring and wicked at this moment.
The magical curve of his mouth made Emily feel a little timid and anxious, and her heart raced, unsure of what the man before her intended to do.
Looking at him cautiously, she placed both hands on his solid chest, and following her line of sight, his perfectly sexy pectoral muscles were on full display.
Emily's cheeks flushed subconsciously, and her gaze flickered upward, looking directly into the man's eyes, her voice trembling, "What... what are you doing?"
