He ignored her attempt to leave, not even acknowledging she had some one waiting upon her. She didn't pull away as he lead her to peer at another painting. She had to continue she was innocent with nothing to worry about.<br/><br/>He positioned her in front of the painting and moved behind her again. She kept her gaze forward, it took a lot of will not to look him, not to step away as his fingers brushed her skin. She couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine as he warm breath brushed her lobe.<br/><br/>She wouldn't have a chance to respond. All she managed was a gasp, her body trying to jerk forward but it was to no use. Clover was built to fight, she was soft and curvy. She felt the cold handcuffs, heard them click into place just as her panic did. He quited her quickly with a hand across her mouth.<br/><br/>He could feel her trying to squirm but she was sure he was more preoccupied by the smooth chain of Queen diamond necklace. She would still knowing her gig was up. A heat rose to her cheek, not embarrassed to be groped but rather to be caught.<br/><br/>She tilted her head against his chest, her green gaze peeking up at him. What would he do with her now? He obviously knew from the start, he had been toying with her but if so why had he not sent in his guards.<br/><br/>A muffled sorry was heard under his hand as if this made anything better.