he can’t help but groan as he enters her room, setting down the flowers he’d picked up for her on his way over onto a nearby nightstand. hunter had yet another company banquet to attend in honor of some old authority retiring, and as always, she was the arm candy that had every guy in the room envious of him. as arrogant as he was, the male never ignored such a daze of power that rushed to his head each time he caught an intern ogling his girlfriend or an old man surely wishing his wife was half as vibrant, but from what she’s got on that gorgeous little body of hers, he can practically feel the possessive streak already beginning to rear its ugly head. “ you’re gonna kill me wearing that, myra. ” ashen oculars giving her figure a once over as he settled on the edge of the bed, waiting for the girl to finish getting ready for the event. “ i’m either gonna rip that dress right off you before we even get to the car, or rip off the heads of my colleagues when they’re drooling over it. ” ( 2/2 @khcleesis :DDDD )