Chapter Thirty-Two

I think we would gone through like this, grabbing onto each other’s warmth, if it weren’t for the sudden knocks against the wooden doors to his office.

I gasped, pulling my body away from his, letting my thoughts and morals return to me. I gulped, trying to control my laboured breathing as I looked into his eyes. My heart thundered in my chest as irritation washed over his face, “What?!” A disapproving growl.

I found myself almost jumping in surprise at the power and authority that radiated through him. An aura that brought people to their very knees. 

“Viviane, wants to see you.” 

My head shot up at the name, while I didn't feel a bubbling jealousy, anger coursed through my veins. Perhaps it was towards the irritation I, too, felt at the sudden disturbance or maybe it was from the uncontrollable urges my body was suddenly under.. influenced by his very touches. 

Regret? Yes...