Chapter 91 Drive Him Crazy With Desire

Upon stepping out of the mansion into the cool air, Thalia sobered up. "Would it be inappropriate to leave now?" Tyren took off his coat and draped it over her. "It's fine. The banquet's coming to an end." The coat smelled of him. It was an earthy, attractive musk combined with the scent of wine. Still warm from his body, the coat cocooned Thalia comfortably. Thalia couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. She felt as though she had fallen under his spell, her heart pounding wildly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't calm herself down. She snuck another glance at Tyren out of the corner of her eye. His features seemed sculpted. Every angle was perfect, as though God himself had spent eons designing him. That, and his fit body, made him the picture of attraction even when he was doing nothing. It explained why the women wouldn't let him go. What kind of woman could stay unaffected by a man like Tyren? Thalia forced herself to regain her composure before asking on