Chapter Thirty four: I won't touch you

"Let me touch you." The raspy voice that was hot and heavy with want, literally scorched her with the intense heat of his intensions.

And Roselle could not speak. Her tongue felt swollen, and her mouth seemed to be glued shut. She was transfixed by his glittering eyes that held her so intensely, making her unable to move. He was doing it again, seducing her, hypnotizing her and she could not help but fall helplessly under this deadly but somehow welcoming spell that was killing every one of her will and thoughts and hesitations.

"Is that too much for me to ask yet?" his voice came out like a pained groan but a moment later, it became even deeper, hoarser, darker and hungrier than ever before. "Then… how about a kiss? Let me kiss you, Roselle... just a kiss… I won't touch, I promise."

His words, his closeness, his electric gaze, and the erotic waft of his cool breath against her lips turned Roselle's mind into mush. She could not even follow the rhythm of her heart anymore. And before