A quiet woman catches the attention of the dangerous but irresistible man living next door. One secret night changes everything.

Leaning in close, his breath tickling my neck, he whispers, "You don't know what you're asking for, Miss Montgomery."

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Thorne?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

But instead of answering, he simply allows his breath to ghost across the sensitive skin of my neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from me. I wait, anticipation building, for him to finally press his lips to my skin, to leave his mark upon me. But the kiss never comes.

Instead, he pulls away, his hand leaving my breast. "Stop seducing me, Miss Montgomery," he says, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "There is only so much a man can take."

With that, he turns and strides towards the door, leaving me bereft and aching for his touch. I watch, my heart pounding, as he opens the door and walks out, the tension in the room palpable and the air thick with unspoken desire.