Desperate Surrender

Sloane stared at him. The polished, aloof magnate from the ballroom had vanished; in his place stood a man torn by warring impulses, phoenix-like eyes burning with suppressed anger and impossible yearning.

“Answer me! Why did you show up in front of me again?” His voice pitched higher, raw with outrage.

A few minutes earlier, he had watched her chat and laugh with another man, interacting intimate