Chapter 11 I'm Finding My Wits
- Anna's POV
- My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the sight of him, lounging in his chair like a king in his throne.
- His legs were casually crossed on the desk, hands clasped behind his head. The top buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing a glimpse of his toned chest. He looked utterly at ease, as if he had nothing to fear from anyone.