The faint fragrance from her hair lingered at the tip of his nose; it had been a long time since he held her like this.
Her soft body lay in his arms, exuding a faint sweet scent, like the aroma of a peach.
Matthew Saxon's gaze was somewhat entranced.
He never imagined he would come to like such a little girl.
Neither gentle nor cute, she always treated him with coldness, quick to lose her temper, and not very considerate, having nothing to do with ladylike manners.
She was a world apart from the type he typically liked.
Precisely for this reason, he had initially proposed a one-year agreement, convinced that he could never be attracted to her, planning to cast her aside as soon as the contract was over.
No matter how much calculation is involved, human emotions can't be controlled.
He admits he's been caught by this girl.
But it was a willing surrender.
