r 2: T

n, Delilah knew he was already playing th

nd their words. The crowd swirled around them, but they were in their own worl

d. He hadn't moved away from the bar, but he was no longer merely standing; he was watching her, studying her e

presence commanding. "I prefer to make an impact

e straightened, the subtle narrowing of his eyes, told her that he was intrigued, maybe even challenged. Delilah was no

kline to hem, the intensity of his gaze undeniable, "you certainly don't lac

y where he was headed with this.

his glass, never breaking eye c

him, her heels clicking softly against the marble flo

-curiosity, desire, maybe even a hint of admiration. He wasn't used to women challenging him, but Delilah ha

a kill. The tension crackled in the air between them, and Delilah could feel it-the magnet

is voice low and quiet, yet undeniably charged. "I'm be

rk eyes gleaming with a hint of

ull of unspoken meaning. "I think

ad officia

brush against his ear as she whispered, "You'l

p them wanting more, and it was a skill she had perfected over the years. She could already tell

y," Sebastian replied, h

aying seductively as she moved through the crowd. She could feel his eye

shoulder. Sebastian stood where she had left him, his gaze still

wasn't over

cool breeze lifting the str

ng before Sebasti

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