A dark and mysterious shadow flickered on the man's face and Clarissa wanted to step back. Her legs, however, seemed glued to the ground and she just stood there like some stupid lamb about to be sacrificed. He brushed her temple, making her tremble. She was so scared, yet while she stared at him as if paralyzed, she felt something other than fear growing slowly inside her. He intrigued her, she couldn't deny that. Not anymore. She seemed to know where he was, always, and her heart screamed for him. How crazy was that? He was just a huge, dark guy with a body like a dream. He wasn't just gorgeous. He was more. Totally more! He was like a girl's worst nightmare and a dream that you didn't want to wake up from. Someone you wanted to touch and taste. A devil with wings. Oh, she was so stupid and she was in so much deeper than she had thought...