David’s POV.

Jesus fucking christ, my nerves—my whole body are on fire. Ever since Vera stepped into this room, looking smoking hot, I’ve been on fire.

I can’t concentrate on anything except

the “lady in white" she looks so charming. So dazzling I want to claim her as mine.

Still, though, I don’t understand why she’s here. How did she make it here? Was she friends with Anita before? I don’t understand

but her very presence is tempting me.

Hot body…it’s all I can think of when I look her way.

“So, when do you usually hold your charity gala?” Mr. Robinson’s words penetrate my messed up mind.

It’s only...