Izabella found it challenging to describe how she felt whenever he gave her one of his uncommon deep-voiced directives, but she had no issue expressing it. Her tummy flinched. Her chest twitched.
Ah... Her entire body trembled and reacted. She experienced a strong urge that she was unable to express.
All Aleksander needed to do to dominate her was give her that look, speak to her in that manner, and say something. She was an anxious mess. She shut her mouth, filling the void between her, her hairdresser, and Aleksander with the snipping of the scissors and the whispered chatter of the other patrons in the salon. Izabella was still unable to speak 45 minutes later as she ran her hands through her hair. It was lovely.
"Wow." Jiji Rose grinned. "You were right, Mr. Geourgiou, to insist
