Xenia barely had time to react before the powerful man laid her down on the soft, luxurious bed.
Before she could even lift her head, the sound of fabric tearing filled the room—her dress was in shreds!
"Mr. Shaw!" she gasped, staring at him in disbelief. "That was brand new! Why would you ruin it?"
"I'll buy you ten more," Alexander replied coolly, completely unfazed.
A dress meant nothing to him. What little patience he had was already hanging by a thread. Standing at the foot of the bed, he looked down at her, his dark gaze burning with intensity.
"Tell me," he murmured, his voice deep and dangerously low, "how are you going to please me tonight?"
Xenia's eyes glimmered with mischief, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "Mr. Shaw," she purred, "why don't we start with you taking o
