Tigress

Katya

The shock, the excitement, the rush of adrenaline...

I shouldn't be remotely happy to see this bastard.

Yet my heart skipped, stopped, and resumed at an alarming rate.

My feet came to a stop on the floors as I took in the dinner table arranged for a date.

With a sigh of exasperation, I resumed walking towards him and dropped my purse on the table, looking into his mischievous eyes.

"Now that is an expression to capture. You see, baby, I knew you weren't coming to dinner, and no, I didn't need to have you followed. You're rebellious, defiant, and that, I find sexy."

Don't you dare get affected by his words...

Ferrara placed the glass of wine on the table and stood, smelling faintly of delicious cologne and wine. His tie had been undone, the first few buttons of his shirt open.

His glistening muscular chest stared back at me, and as he drew closer, the alarm warnings of danger perked up in my mind.

"Don't you have a job that keeps you busy, Ferrara? What exactly do yo