"What are you doing?" Annalise asked the man who had her pinned against the bedroom door as soon as she stepped inside.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question, Princess? What exactly are you trying to do?" Damien questioned back as he took another step closer to her, closing the remaining space left between their bodies.
They were almost pressed against each other at this point but the tension in the air was anything but sexual.
"I don't know what you are talking about, My Lord," Annalise replied as she tried to step aside and walk away. However, Damien stopped her as he placed his hands against the door on either side of her shoulders, caging her between his arms and the door.
"Really? Then what's with the dress? I never saw you wearing something like this before, then why did all of a sudden you end up wearing it today of all days?" He questioned, his voice coming out dangerously low.
