Chapter 047

I stay frozen in front of the mirror for the longest time because I am so nervous. I look sensual in my dress. My hair is in a ponytail and I don't have any makeup on. I look vulnerable but classy too.

Taking my latest deep breath, I step out of my room.

"Ah. You look stunning, Amelia." Linc halts in front of the simply laid out dining table, red wine in hand, his eyes tilted up to watch me come down the stairs and I have to do my best not to miss a step and tumble down gracelessly. I tingle under the intensity of his dark eyes. I forget everything. All I see is him. In his white pants that hug his lean hips so sensually, he could be a model. His blue free shirt. His smooth skin. His firm lips.

Linc Dmitri. The man I am helplessly in love with. Shame that he also happens to be my late mother's husband. Well, ex husband but what difference does that make?

He offers his hand when I reach the foot of the stairs, I take it, my stomach knitted painfully with the focus in the dark depths of