David slowly approached the startled Katrina, each step deliberate, as her mind raced with conflicting emotions. "Of all the times," she thought, her heart pounding in her chest. Ever since David had left, her world had been turned upside down. She still couldn't believe they had crossed that forbidden line, giving in to their desires and sharing an intimacy that felt both exhilarating and wrong. It gnawed at her—had she taken advantage of the young master?
It was clear as day that David had been the one leading her on, but she was the older one, the responsible one. She should have gently, yet firmly, sent him away from her chambers. But something about him that night was utterly different. His charm, the way he spoke, the caring way he looked at her—it had all been so intoxicating.
