Indeed, as Emma Hart lifted her gaze, she met Damien's eyes, staring right back at her.
In a rush, Emma tugged down one side of his suit, then slid it off his solid back.
Feeling Emma's fingers tracing over his skin, Damien's eyes momentarily gleamed, then quickly dimmed.
As Emma was about to hang up the suit, Damien Sterling abruptly spun her around.
It was a rough motion, yet his hands were protective behind her, avoiding contact with her waist, so she wouldn't feel his touch.
With a swift motion, the man lifted Emma's chin, forcing her to meet his eyes, a method Damien Sterling favored to ensure Emma's gaze was helplessly fixed on him alone.
Her delicate face, perhaps more radiant due to her pregnancy, shone like polished jade, her features meticulously arranged as if calculated to captivate any man's desire.
It was this fairy-like face that bewitched Damien Sterling's heart.
