Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
The food laid out on the table looked so delicious and savory that my mouth watered from sheer hunger. The rich aroma filled the room, and I was dying to dig in, but the only thing holding me back was the amused look the Don had plastered on his face. Jerk.
He sat across from me, arms crossed, watching with a smirk that made my cheeks flush. Well, handsome too.
"Eat," He commanded, while his voice was deep and full of amusement.
I did not even bother thinking about how unladylike I would look. Then and there, without hesitation, I grabbed the food, practically shoved it into my mouth. I did not care if the ruthless Don, Christian Achestan, or even a whole pantheon of Greek gods was watching me right now.
Hunger made me wild, and I was absolutely rave
