✨ TEASER ✨
She only wanted a moment of air.
He gave her a promise of ruin instead.
“Tsk, tsk,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous velvet that made the fine hairs on her arms rise. The faintest shadow of a smile played at his lips—the sort that knew exactly how much havoc it caused.
“Such haste to be rid of your betrothed, Miss Prescott.”
The kiss he laid on her knuckles lingered—slow, deliberate, scandalous.
And then he vanished into the ink-black night…
…leaving her breathless, shaken, and twice as confused.