Possessive At First Sight
And to break his piercing gaze rested on me.
“Ready?“May I?” he asked, a warm smile gracing his lips as he offered his arm.
I tucked my hand on his inner elbow, feeling the warmth of his skin through his crisp shirt as he guided me out of his luxurious penthouse.
We shortly arrived at the Grand NY hotel, a majestic building with gleaming chandeliers and a rich, plush carpet underfoot, that hosted the Charity Events.
A throng of reporters and paparazzi, cameras flashing and clicking, crowded the entrance, jostling for position to capture shots of the arriving guests.