Jasmine Ravenstone
This isn’t right.
I am certain of it; the alarms are flaring in my head, but I didn’t care. There is something magnetic about him, I couldn’t quite figure out the reason but I’m chalking it down to my impendent need to solve mysteries.
And that is what he is, an enigma.
It’s possible that I’m chancing my fate, with him, and the side of me; the Ravenstone side – it’s demanding that I squash this attraction. Jasmine, however, is quite intrigued and desperate to learn more about him.
The moment his heated fingers grabbed the nape of my neck, my entire body shuddered as goosebumps pebbled my skin. I wanted his fingers to drift to my chest, squeeze my t**s and trail down my stomach towards my aching centre. No man could ever garner this reaction and he is doi
