Kassandra Cross

“They say I should stay away from you,” I said. “They said you’re not good for me.” “I’m not,” he said with a wicked smile, “But doesn’t that make it even more fun?”

“The air between them was electric, the scent of his aftershave was intoxicating and she could feel the testosterone bouncing off him. She could immediately tell he was a powerful man.”

“He had a hungry look in his eyes and it frightened her.”

“I want to take you under the moonlight.”

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing her softly on the lips. “I can’t believe I got to have you.” “You’re the only one who has,” Carrie smiled, “And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.”

“I’m a virgin Mr Cohen,” Carrie said, “I’ve never been with a man before.”

“She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn’t really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn’t going to be a normal relationship.”

“She loved the fact he was older than her and more experienced, he had so much to teach her and she couldn’t wait to learn.”

“The city was alive, and so was he...”

“You do bad things to me, Carrie,” he grinned, “Very bad things.”

“He had a sadness in his eyes that Carrie recognised as regret.”

“I’ve wanted you since the moment you first turned up here four months ago,” he whispered, “I have to have you.”

“Although she was beautiful, he knew that that wasn’t enough anymore.”

“Nothing could replace the feeling of total devotion from another person.”

“Like most cities, London could be a lonely place...”

“This is the gateway to Hell, baby… Welcome to The Underworld.”