THE TYRANT : VENTURE THE UNKNOWN (EDITING)
"Stay with me, Princess," he whispered, his baritone voice low and sensual. "I need you." Gently taking her wrist, the man brought her hand to his lips and kissed them sweetly and slowly. His gaze never left hers, continuing eye contact throughout. He chuckled lowly when her cheeks got red. "You need me?" River breath...