Gently, he eased Giselle out of her high heels and positioned her on the bed in a seductive, reclining pose before standing to tower over her.

The curtains were left open, and the moonlight spilled in, casting her pale skin in a silvery glow that made her look like a piece of art displayed in a glass cabinet.

“You look beautiful,” he said, his voice calm and devoid of desire, as if he were admiring her through glass.

Yet, as Giselle glanced aside, an unmistakable bulge ...