The turmoil settled at the bottom of his heart suddenly broke free, a surge of heat rushed down from his forehead, merging with the electric current in his body, quickly charging toward his lower abdomen, clamoring for a vigorous release to ease his raging hormones.
Nicholas Croft gritted his teeth, frowned, and was about to shake off that seductive woman when a murmur sounded again.
"Mmm... Nicholas..."
Addled by the drug, the woman acted boldly. Hannah Hargrave straightened her body, knelt on the low table, and her pale fingers rubbed back and forth at the opening of her bathrobe.
Her enchanting demeanor, with large movements, made the bathrobe draped on her body slip off her shoulder, revealing one rounded shoulder. Combined with her misty eyes, at that moment, Hannah Hargrave was every bit the beguiling enchantress.
