Taming Gwen

as no strange

, even the occasional desperate attempt at charm fr

thur B

n't bo

t was a

he city's elite, Gwen found herself locked in a silent battle

ding dominance, the air between them hummin

igning boredom. "You

ined, lazy and conf

chin. "Then you should kn

sed yet calculating. "

or So Sh

ntended to dismiss Arthur Belmont like every o

rea of the gala, a glass of champagne in hand, and Arthur dir

ting arrangement, winked at her before conve

thur. "So, tell me, Arthur. Do you make a habit of push

in his seat. "You tell me, G

subtly around her glas

i

altering. "That's a shame. I was hopi

ou came here expecting me to be fl

eadable. "I didn't come here for flatter

ust barely-but enoug

n behind a sip of champagne. "I don't enter

k. "Who said anything about owning you? I just

ulse

n h

nt Cha

ur of laughter, conversation, and sparkling champagne. But

he wat

just close enough to

bothered by her atte

nt, whispering in her ear, "Yo

e sh

n't the type

thought he co

him

arn

y to leave, Arthur was al

urse

cking against the marble floor. "You always make a hab

thered. "I like to f

e the first to look away. "Then let me

her. Then, without warning, he leaned in

't suit you,

ran down

pulled back, smirk still in

ke that, he

-and hating the fact that