Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
His dark eyes raked over my body, and I stood frozen, unable to move. My grip on the towel tightened as I clutched it to my chest, while my breath was caught in my throat.
"You broke a rule again, Cherry," He said, while his voice was eerily calm. His face betrayed no emotion, making it impossible to read his mood but I knew — this was not good.
"You know what happens next, right?" He asked, while studying my face. The moment he saw the color drain from it, his lips curved into a small, almost sinister smile.
"Let me explain!" I blurted out, the words leaving my mouth before I had time to think. The Don looked taken aback by my sudden burst of bravery.
"Explain?" He raised an eyebrow, amused. "Go ahead, but it won't change my mind."
"I was not trying
