"My Lord..." Annalise tried again but her voice came out as a mere whisper. She was in no state to fight against the spell that Damien was working on her, turning her into a complete mess in his arms. This was exactly why she could never be in control when she was with him, he just knew how to turn her into jelly by doing absolutely nothing.
Damien's gaze remained focused on her face as seemed to be reading every line of her face while allowing her to do the very same with him.
Annalise noticed his ruffled shoulder-length hair and the glimmer in his beautiful obsidian eyes with red rings as he gazed back at her with an enchanted look on his face.
