The media branded him as one of the most eligible bachelors, but he knew the truth. He might have a great name, wealth, and power. But he believed that did not constitute a good man.
For him, he was just a broken man who did not deserve a woman like her. She was too pure and innocent for someone like him. He would only taint her with the darkness that surrounded his existence.
"I want to indulge you in your fantasy, but you might regret this in the morning." He wanted to give her a chance to back out, to run away while she still could.
Honestly, he was starting to lose his control the more she pushed her body against his. Damn! It was taking all his strength to resist her.
"What if I want this? What if I promise I won't regret this in the morning?" This time, her lips traveled from his cheeks to his neck, dropping tiny kisses that tickled his senses.