Julian Mackenzie's POV
I look at her naked in bed, her face angelic and her hair spread like sunbeams across the pillow, and I can't believe what a magnificent woman she is, the passion, the lust she can awaken in me.
Never before has a woman made me so lustful.
But it's not just s*x. I feel it inside. There's something more. Something I'm avoiding, something I'm ignoring with every caress, every thrust, every moan I elicit from her.
My heart is pounding. I put on pants and a t-shirt. I go downstairs for a cup of coffee. I need to calm my thoughts.
I sigh while the coffee brews. There will be no love. We signed it. It's a contract.
And I'm going to take advantage of every day of Zara's body. Not only that: her passion, her commanding presence, that defiant gaze that sends shive
