Sophia’s POV

I shudder in shock, watching him light the cigar with a soft click. I’ve never been this close to a man doing something so… intimate.

But he’s going to touch me?? Where?

He brings the cigar to his lips, eyes fixed on me. The ember glows. He leans back, exhaling a slow cloud that curls like mist around us. It mixes with his cologne, and I nearly sway from the scent.

I stare, unable to peel my eyes off dangerously dark eyes.

He takes out the cigar and smokes in my face, ...