Chapter 83

Richard managed to sink his ball with a deft stroke, as did Yuna after him when it was her turn again. But once again, Minnie failed to pocket hers despite her best, inelegant efforts, letting out a loud groan of frustration.

When it was Emmeline’s turn once more, she bent over the table provocatively, very aware of Zavian’s heated gaze lingering on the curves of her backside framed by the tight fabric of her dress.

She caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, his deep eyes devouring her boldly displayed assets with hunger.

“You’re staring at the wrong target there, Mr. Blackthorn,” she couldn’t resist teasing in a low, sultry tone no one else could hear, fully aware of the effect she was having on him.

She had her eye on the cue ball, so she didn’t catch the full expression on his face.

Zavian couldn’t resist letting Emmeline know that he had heard her scolding words loud and clear.

He strengthened the mental shield he’d been using s