Seth Warren watched the impassioned Shauna Wallace and swallowed hard. Beside him, Morgan Sterling's lips curved into a smirk as he patted Seth's shoulder.
"I heard you had a soft spot for Shauna Wallace, Seth. So, I had my men 'invite' her over. I wonder, are you pleased with this little gift?"
Seth Warren licked his lips, his eyes taking on a predatory hunger. Inside, however, he was scoffing silently.
'Invite? You tie a woman to a bed like this, drug her with an aphrodisiac, and you call that an "invitation"?'
On the bed, Shauna Wallace was a picture of raw allure, her figure enchanting. "Pleased? Of course, I'm pleased!"
"Well, well, little beauty. You ended up in my hands after all," Seth Warren said smugly, his gaze fixed on Shauna Wallace's writhing body. He listened as, despite being drugged, she continued to mutter, "Bastard! Let me go!"
"Then I won't disturb you any longer, Seth," Morgan Sterling said, closing the door tightly behind him as he left the room.
