The silence, was deafening. You couldn't move, couldn't run or even escape. The man staring directly back at you, with a look of confidence that is unnerving..

He smirks once more, as if he is challenging you to say something.

"You know, some would be grateful to have my attention."

Cavendish used to making ladies swoon just by saying a simple sentence. This is the first time it didn't work.

Now he was intrigued by you, an intriguing lady.