He looked down at her, a beautifully warm smile breaking across his handsome features.
"I will be feeding you myself today, Ruolan," he murmured, his voice rich, smooth, and laced with an affectionate undercurrent of absolute authority.
"Consider it a small compensation since I wasn't by your side while you were pushing yourself through all that trouble this past week."
Hearing his magnetic voice offer such a startlingly intimate gesture, Ruolan's face instantly flushed a brilliant shade of crimson.
A sudden, chaotic heat raced from her neck up to her earlobes.
Her heart throbbed wildly against her ribs, fluttering like a trapped bird, but under the heavy, intoxicating weight of his gentle dominance, she found she couldn't bring herself to refuse.
The fierce, unapproachable pride of the Union's top genius evaporated into thin air.
She gave a shy, submissive little nod, her blue eyes casting downward to avoid the piercing intensity of his gaze.
