KNOWING MR RIGHTS

TIARA

It was at that point that I wished I had sat down. His voice was as if born of sin. I cursed the seconds when I lowered my eyes to his lips at that very moment. It was the kind of voice that kept you stunned, paralyzed, amazed. Deep and masculine in the sexiest possible way.

My hand trembled holding my purse where I had hastily clutched the contract.

I shook myself for a few seconds, trying to concentrate and not ...