Steven Balance licked his lips, still unsatisfied after sampling the vulnerable arteries on her neck. His eyes glimmered with a dark light as he spoke in a husky voice, "I really want to devour you right now!"
Aldana Candi's chest heaved, her lips pressed together tightly, silent, her body trembling slightly with the desire-filled words of Steven Balance.
Steven Balance lifted himself from her and stood aside, watching her frail appearance as she lay on the bed.
She looked like the very synonym of the female species—delicate, pure, pitiable. Even another woman would feel sympathy for her, as Norris Moore clearly did.
But Steven Balance hadn't forgotten either, how Aldana Candi's tender body had once arched rapidly and fiercely, like a whip, her dagger slashing towards his neck.
A delicate carnivorous plant.
Without such a contrast, he might not have been interested in her at all.
