“She longed for him. He knew it, much as it astounded him. Not that he was unused to being sought after by women. He'd been blessed with a certain combination of form and face which seemed to draw both women and men to him, even as they fought against the pull. But Emma wasn't like other women. She was too determined, too sensible to fall for his clever ploys. But she looked at him with her heart in her eyes, and he knew that he'd found the one thing he couldn't resist. A taste of innocence, after a lifetime of jaded pleasures.”
Book:To Love a Dark Lord
