He did not walk quickly. He moved with a slow, silent grace that instantly commanded the absolute attention of every single person in the room. His bare footsteps made absolutely no sound against the thick red carpet.
Camilla's eyes widened slightly as she took in his spectacular appearance.
He was completely different from the first five men. He did not look like a polite, charming, soft companion. He looked untamed. He looked dangerously beautiful.
He had incredibly deep, rich, dark brown skin. His complexion was absolutely flawless, glowing warmly and smoothly in the dim, romantic, flickering light of the crystal lamps.
He possessed a heavily muscled, perfect V-shaped torso. His chest was incredibly wide and thick, tapering down to a narrow, firm waist. He had sharply defined, hard abdominal muscles that looked like a perfect row of dark chocolate squares, and very broad shoulders that looked strong enough to carry a heavy boulder.
