Chapter 31

“What gives you the impression that I’m wrong?! “Andrew got a little closer to her. Her soul was bored by his piercing brown eyes. She was nervous once more, but this time not because she was afraid of him. As she glanced at his face, she could feel the heat between her legs. He kept looking at her body while smirking, she observed.

“Hmm... Isn’t it wrong to disagree with someone like me?!” Andrew inquired of Miranda, observing her flushed cheeks.

‘She’s so darn cute,’ he thought.

She yearned for him. And she couldn’t deny it: she’d always desired his touch. She wasn’t used to being drawn to a man in this way; it was the first time she’d felt her body drawn to a man in this way. He had been her first and she was certain he would be her last. He had a frightening, dark, and mysterious aura about him, and she was curious as to what it was.

Andrew gently touched her cheek with his thumb as he placed his hand on her chin. Her body was still encased in the bathrob