Heena gazed at the man standing before her, his powerful frame blocking out the opulent glow of the suite behind him.
The cool night air swept across the balcony, a sharp and intrusive caress against her sensitized skin. It fanned the embers of a hunger she had suppressed for over a decade, finally freezing out the last remnants of her dignity.
Heena didn't retreat. Instead, she moved toward Alex with a slow, feline grace that she hadn't known she possessed until this very moment.
Each step was a deliberate shedding of her old self. She stopped just inches from him, the heat radiating off his body acting like a magnetic pull.
She reached out, her manicured fingers sliding into his hand, squeezing firmly as she leaned in.
"What's the matter, Alex?" she provoked, her eyes locked onto his with a daring intensity. "You brought me all the way up to the clouds... surely you didn't bring me here just to look at the view?"
