Holding back one’s deepest cravings was always a difficult struggle, and for Julian, Sophia stood at the very center of all he desired—his raw physical needs, his fixation, and everything his heart truly yearned for.

His gaze traveled slowly from her graceful neck down to her narrow waist, where her dress hugged her figure like a second layer of skin.

He could clearly see the careful effort she had made to hide the marks of passion on her neck and chest, and she had succeeded remarkably well.

He would never have guessed where those traces lay if he had not been the one who placed them there himself on her...