*Mira*

“Tell me you want me,” he commanded, his silver-gray eyes piercing into my soul. “Say it.”

The man above me was as gorgeous and powerful as a god, yet he was asking for my permission. I had no doubt, if I hesitated even one bit, he would let me go. Not because he didn’t want me, but because he cared about me.

No woman could resist someone like him.

“I...I want you,” I admitted breathily, gazing into his mesmerizing eyes. He let out a rough breath ...