SORAYA

I just nodded because I was way too out of breath and far too stunned to utter any words.

Jasper’s dark brows tugged upward in a knowing, mocking look, and he took another slow step closer to me. The heavy smell of his cologne—rich, woodsy, with a thick musky note—filtered directly into my nose. The man was reeking of so much raw masculinity in a way I had somehow never noticed before, or maybe a way I had just actively tried to ignore for years.

He towered over me, blocking out any chances of me avoiding him.

"I don't believe it was an accident, Princess," he murmured, his voice...