She began to unbutton the white shirt she’d been wearing for gods knew how long, but he growled, “I’ll do it myself.” Like hell he would. She touched the second button. Invisible hands wrapped around her wrists, tightly enough that she dropped the shirt. Dorian prowled to her. “I said that I’d do it.” Manon took in each inch of him as he towered over her, and a shiver of pleasure rippled through her. “I suggest you listen.”
EOS - Daddy shadow hands, king of Adarlan and rizz
