Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

It was worse. So much worse. Athena thought weakly, wishing for the former spot.

In the brightened atmosphere, she saw Ewan’s strong jaw, sharply defined cheekbones, and finely lined lips that spoke tales of teasing. His features had an almost sculptural quality, the angles of his face casting shadows that accentuated his strong masculinity.

The blue of his eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth, a vibrant hue that seemed to reflect the very depths of the sea, captivating and intense. His shoulders, broad and muscular, held an air of strength that made her remember those nights of electric passion they once shared.

Just looking at him, she could see the transformation brought on by his recovery; he looked perfect, just as he had been when she first laid eyes on him years ago in the elders council, perhaps even more so.

When he turned to speak with the waiter, a male this time, her gaze unconsciously drifted down to those broadened shoulders again, recalling how they had held her legs steady in nights filled with earthshaking desires and uncontained fervor.

Alert! Badterritory! Athena shook her head, determined to shake off these thoughts, knowing one step into reminiscence and she’d be lost.

Yet... why was she feeling this way all of a sudden? What had come over her? She wondered in a panic as he laughed at something the waiter had said, his laughter sending shivers down her spine.

Was she in her ovulation period? Was it simply because she hadn’t been with a man for so long?

Thank goodness for the date with Antonio, then. Perhaps he would be able to quench these ridiculous feelings swirling around in her head.

"What do you think of this space? Is it to your liking?" Ewan asked, his voice rich and warm.

He should stop talking like that, stop looking at her with those vibrant blue eyes while speaking in that mesmerizing tone!