Yvette's POV
"It's not freedom, by the way, and no, I do acknowledge your gratitude by coming here... as you are tonight."
He intensified his gaze and it started to feel as though he'd burn through my skin so I broke the eye contact.
"Is there something else you'd like to say to me, Mr. Luther?"
"Knox," he corrected with a hiss.
"Mr. Knox?"
He chuckled in response, squinting his eyes as if trying to make out what I was up to.
Feeling the tension rise from moderate to extremely high, I was certain that it would take just one touch from him to undo me completely. I wanted him, yes. But not when I was that 'not in control' of my body and mind.
I rose from his desk, but my palm rested on the robe tie when I did, accidentally undoing the knot. I quickly covered up the
