His black shirt hung casually open with two buttons undone, revealing a hint of a chiseled chest and well-defined muscles that whispered of raw strength, which exuded an unmistakable masculine allure.
Susan's heart was already simmering from the heat of the night, and now, it throbbed with an intensity that parched her mouth and left her tongue tied.
"Mr. Sinclair." Susan's voice barely concealed the torrent of passion within as she approached the bed, "Thalassa mentioned you weren't feeling well, so she sent me to check on you."
Lysander's eyes, which had been closed in a feigned rest, snapped open.
A sharp glacial chill pierced the air, as if the temperature had plummeted in an instant.
The sudden frosty atmosphere stung Susan's skin and halted her in her tracks. Her heart pounded with a mix of desire and trepidation as she eyed Lysander. She hadn't even touched him yet, but her breathing grew labored with anticipation.
Lysander's icy glare shot through her. Her rose-colored dress and bold makeup all stirred a deep loathing within him.
He sat up abruptly. "Get out!"
His commanding tone sent a shiver through Susan's heart, and panic set in.
Yet, panic did nothing to halt her advance. She was mere steps away from Lysander, and she wouldn't be deterred by his intimidating presence. Right now, his body must be craving the same heated touch, eager for a woman's embrace.
She was convinced that with her tempting figure and the right moves, he wouldn't stand a chance against her seduction.
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