Alita.
My eyes held his, and I gulped audibly. I could see it, desire. His eyes were filled with sheer desire as he looked at me, mirroring my own. A voice in my head told me to look away. It was the right thing to do. But I could not. I couldn't bring myself to look away from those deep and captivating eyes. For a moment, my heartbeat stopped.
He was the epitome of beauty and perfection. His sexy lips, eyes, and nose were all adding to my infatuation with him. Every d**n thing about him was temptation. He almost looked too handsome to be real. Asher, my ex-husband, could never hold up a candle to Prince Reagan's beauty. Bringing up the two together was almost like an insult.
Looking at him, I felt the pull. A pull so strong that I could not fight against. And without thinking, I was
