The pale moonlight painted everything into a peculiar picture...
But before her hand could touch the man's body, it was held down forcefully and she was pushed to sit on the bed.
"Madam Maitland, isn't what you're doing quite unethical? Mr. Adam is still here, isn't he?"
The man who had seemed to be asleep on the bed sat up, his eyes gloomy as he looked at the woman who had barged into his room in the dead of night.
So many years had passed, yet her flirtatious nature had only grown stronger than before.
However, he was no longer that nineteen-year-old boy whose blood could be stirred with her passion.
"Joshua, have you forgotten? We used to be so in tune. You once said I was the best woman."
Donna looked at Joshua Hughes who was lazily leaning against the bedhead, so handsome it was maddening.
A glint of violence flickered in his eyes; this woman was fearless.
Seducing an honored guest afar in her fiancé's manor.
