He carried the dangerous air of a cheetah on the African savanna.
And she was the prey.
"No… There are so many people outside." Ashley Bowen pushed against him, but his solid chest was like a wall, unmoving.
"Then beg me. If you beg me, we'll go to the room and do it." His hot breath ghosted across her neck.
"…" She was speechless. 'There's no way I can bring myself to beg him!'
The temperature in the room climbed to a boiling point. Just as things were about to reach their natural conclusion, Ashley Bowen's hand shot out to stop him.
"Yuri Sinclair, no. I still can't accept it. You've been with another woman. I just think it's… dirty…"
She uttered the word "dirty" slowly, softly, but it was enough to leave Yuri Sinclair utterly shattered.
'That night… that damned night! I was dead drunk. Could I really have done anything with Shannon Turner?'
