Beautiful Seduction

Every nerve in my body stood on end, my pulse exploding as the realization set in.

Valentin.

There was no mistaking his identity. He was larger than life as he’d been the night before, his perfectly tailored suit incapable of hiding his muscular physique, only adding the same allure of danger.

And power.

My breath caught in my throat as he tipped his head, studying the crowd. He had an aura that was dominant, powerful. A part of me wanted to move closer, to thank him for the beautiful gifts if nothing else, but I sensed tonight this was all about business. Or was I wrong? Was he here looking for another woman?

That was crazy.

The second man he was with indicated this was all about business.

Suddenly a cold chill slammed against my spine.

Fate was fucking with me again, driving a knife into my gut.

I turned around on purpose, doing everything I could to ignore my desires, reminding myself that he was no Prince Charming.

Just the devil in an expensive suit.