He lowered himself, kneeling in front of her, gently slipping off her high heels.
Cradling her foot in his hands, he said, "Rachel, you're the only one in this world who can truly command me."
As his words lingered in the air, he bowed his head and pressed his lips to the top of her foot...
Rachel gasped softly. The way he acted felt like a vow, as if he was offering his very life to her.
The warmth radiating from his kiss made her foot burn, and she could clearly feel the tenderness of his lips against her skin.
She wanted to say something, but her throat was too dry.
It wasn't until he lifted his head that she found herself drowning in the depths of his mesmerizing gaze, which sparkled with endless charm.
Rachel knew he could give her everything, as long as she never betrayed him.
She also understood that he loved her so deeply it was as if he had lost himself. She had never realized that he could feel so anxious and uncertain because of a woman.
