They said angels lived far off in heaven, yet he was looking at one right now.
He had her cornered, watching as her face turned red and redder with every passing second.
It thrilled him, so he repeated every word she'd said and he watched her squirm with the desire to run away but he was giving her no chance to escape him right now.
He'd already known by now that her instinctive action was to flee whenever she sensed his displeasure.
He'd had her brought to this event so she would stand next to him throughout the evening, so how could he let his brothers snatch her away tonight?
Ever since their childhood, the three of them had been very different from each other, none of them shared similar interests until now.
Was this young woman going to be the very first?
Was he, interested in her?
Surely not in the romantic form everyone would think, to him she was a fascination.
Something that thrilled him. He was beyond certain he had no ability to romantically care for someone.
