Chapter – 102

Sara Owen exited the dressing room and placed the items on the bed. He grew accustomed to Sara Owen's choice of tie, watch, and handkerchief. She buttoned his black shirt and began putting on his tie.

He studied her smoky eyes. The woman carefully adorned herself so as not to flaunt her body. Her beauty, though, radiated charm. He couldn't help but grabbed her waist. The woman had annoyed his patience.

When she finished and raised her head to look at him, expecting him to leave her, she found his gaze warm and profound. His gaze shifted to her lovely face as if he was attempting to keep his heart in an inspection.

"You didn't cover up your thighs." His voice was enticing and down.

"I will change the dress." She looked at his masculine chest.

“Look at me when I am talking to you.” He articulated.

She didn’t want to initiate his outrage. She had experienced from the last party that he hated her exposed body.

"Black eyes, black dress. You want me to annihilate another Mr White?" He