Third Person POV
Rosalie said nothing as the door ominously creaked open, Lucian slowly sidling in and shutting it behind him. The second his eyes met Rosalie’s; he sucked in a gasp. She was gorgeous. A goddess. Her green dress perfectly complimented her skin tone and her hair stood out like a bright red flame. Her breasts pushed up against the fabric, showing off her impressive cleavage and his mouth watered just looking at her. He could see her hips, the swell of her breasts, her long legs underneath the dress and he itched to pull the dress off her, fighting the urge to take her then and there, unable to resist his primal instinct to ravish her completely. She had no idea of the effect she had on him. None. She was like no one he had ever dated or slept with before and he wished he had
