IMELDA'S POV

Standing before me was no one else but Derek dressed in exquisite royal apparel. He looked totally different tonight and was breathtaking. I never knew he could be this handsome, his blue eyes glittering in the dark.

I gulped, taking in his appearance. I might not be in love with him but I couldn't dispute the fact that he had a body to die for. He was dressed in a tuxedo, few buttons of his shirt flying open and his hair chest in view.

I felt tempted to take a step forward and touch him, feeling his skin against my fingers but I restricted myself, holding myself from...