Description

Tessa had always prided herself on being in control—sharp, composed, confident in every room she entered. But the evening she met Luca, she discovered that control could be a fragile thing, easily shaken. The first glance had been electric, a charged moment of awareness that lingered far longer than she expected. He had this effortless dominance in his stance, the way his dark eyes scanned the crowd like a predator sizing up his prey.

There was an allure she couldn't resist, a pull toward him that whispered promises of pleasure she hadn't yet allowed herself to imagine. The kind of pull that made her pulse quicken, skin tingle, and mind spin in a haze of curiosity and desire. Every detail—from the tailored fit of his suit to the subtle tilt of his jaw—felt designed to unsettle her, to make her want more.

And Tessa wanted more, though she wouldn't admit it aloud. She wanted to feel him close, to experience the heat of a touch that made her forget every rule she had set for herself. The kind of heat that made her shiver, her breath catch, her body betray her mind with every subtle gesture, every brush of his hand, every lingering glance.

But she wasn't the only one aware of their connection. Luca's smirk, low and confident, suggested he already knew exactly what he did to her—and he intended to see just how far the effect could go.

This was a story of tension, of teasing, of quiet seduction that escalated until both of them were forced to confront what they truly wanted. A story of being pinned—emotionally, mentally, and, eventually, physically—to a desire that neither could deny.