He reached out and gently took her hand in his, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
Ivanna's heart was racing, she looked up at him questioningly
' what does this gesture mean?'
Caesar's eyes never leaving hers, he brought her hand to his chest, placing it over his heart.
The message was clear: "Trust me with your secrets."
Ivanna's eyes widened in shock as Caesar's gentle fingers wrapped around hers, pulling her hand to his chest.
Her palm flattened against his warm skin underneath the shirt, feeling the strong heartbeat beneath –
it was as if her own heart had skipped several beats.
Her face burned with a fierce blush as she looked up at Caesar,
her eyes locking onto his intense gaze with a mixture of shock and curiosity.
She tried to pull her hand back, but Caesar's gentle grip held firm,
his thumb tracing soft circles on her wrist – sending shivers down her spine.
Ivanna's mouth opened slightly, as if she would speak – but she was mute,
