Chapter 22

• Victor struggled to comprehend the situation. Ivy swiftly sat astride him, her legs wrapping around his waist like a vice. The gown she still wore had ridden up, exposing her sexy thighs, and Victor found himself entranced by the sight. He couldn't tear his gaze away, his heart racing with a mix of shock and desire.
• Ivy's eyes sparkled with mischief as she untied Victor's hair, her fingers caressing the long strands with a gentle touch. "I like your long hair; it suits you," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Never cut it, or I'll cut you."
• Victor chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers, but his heart skipped a beat at her words. No woman had ever made him feel this way before—like he was under her spell, unable to resist her charms.