.~Arabella~
I stepped further into the office, feeling his eyes dragging over me with a heat that made my skin tighten .
It felt a bit awkward but managed to pretend as though his eyes were not affecting me that much.
I stopped walking only when I reached the middle of the office. He pushed away his chair and began to move towards me with slow, steady steps , the kind that made the air feel heavier with every inch he closed between us.
His gaze never left mine.
If looks and particularly the eyes could kill - then I could be already dead, buried and forgotten by that very moment.
He kept walking until he stood right in front of me , so close I could feel the warmth of his breath touch my cheeks.
He lifted his hand in a deliberate and unbothered way and then rested it on my hip p
