Naughty Duke
Roseanne pulls him down for a kiss, scratching his neck in the process, but Dmitri is faster. He puts his palm on her forehead and his eyes stare right into hers. Roseanne freezes in her action.
For a moment, he only stares into her eyes but not out of love. Rather, he is concentrating hard as Roseanne’s pupils dilate. She is under a strange trance where she is unaware of anything else around her. Unlike the Heat, where her body dictates her mind, she is completely still as if her body is now obeying someone else other than her.
A slow breeze twirls around them and the chamber turns cold as Dmitri murmurs under his breath.
“Calm down, Roseanne Vadimovna,” he orders in a low tone. Roseanne is still unfocused and hypnotized under his gaze. He does not break their eye contact, unblinking and unflinching.