One Night Mistake: The CEO's Trap

th inside the dimly lit hallway. Eleanor pressed her back flat against th

e air between them felt impossibly thin. The faint, refined scent of cedarwood an

hovered in the air between them, her fingers trembling be

s. He was Cruz-the formidable, untouchabl

rmured, his voice a low, dark velvet

her in. When his gaze fell to her lips, the intensity in his blue eyes was almost unbearable. He leaned down, his war

ol-her future dictated, her fiancé prearranged-had left her hollow. Tonight, fueled by a reckles

warmth of his eyes, her r

en, lifting her chin, she whispe

upped her cheek and captured her mouth. The kiss was deep, possessive, and all-consum

d her eyes, the room was b

sheets beneath her fingertips. Then, like a sudden downpour, the memories of the night came crashing back

htened in her chest. Dea

In the quiet dawn, the sharp, ruthless edge he carried in the wa

ssed an unforgivable boundary with Jaye's brother. If any

ppear before he

bed, her bare feet meeting the plush carpet without a sound. Beside her, Cruz s

r escaped him into the p

to her throat. She held her breath

hair, stepped into it, and pulled up the zipper. Clutching her handbag and holding her high

turned the handle, hurried soundlessly across the vas