The morning light gradually cast its hues on the dim bedroom.
A lingering fragrance in the air exclusively belongs to a certain woman in this world.
Travis Miller slowly opened his eyes. The woman lying in his embrace was soft and warm.
He reached up and gently brushed aside the strands of hair scattered on her cheek, revealing her flawless face completely in his eyes.
Even as she quietly nestled in his arms, her beauty was still bright and unrestrained.
It was a confidence and recklessness born from being cherished in the palms, embedded in her very bones.
From the very first glance, he knew this beautiful and arrogant girl was dangerous to him.
Without reason, he erected a barrier against her.
Later, her extraordinary beauty, her pride and arrogance, her straightforward dominance, all became the reasons he found to dislike her.
