Chapter 20

Lana loved how the hair on Fabian’s chest grazed her hard nipples, their perspiration dampening her sheets. It was yet another night of their secret affair, and she couldn’t get enough of him. Swiftly, she pushed him to the other side and took charge like one would mount a horse. He embraced every inch of her movement, fighting hard to catch his breath. Then, it was over in a few minutes with the both of them lying side by side.

“That was delicious,” Fabian said.

Lana placed her head on his chest.

“I can’t wait to make you my wife, Lana.”

“I can’t wait to be your wife.” She giggled.

“Do you know what it did to me when, a few weeks ago, you said it was over?”

She looked up at him.

“You don’t expect me to endure your affair with Elena without complaining, do you?”

“I don’t, my love. It’s just that I can’t stand losing you.”

He’d met Lana on the day Elena had brought him to the mansion to meet her parents. Lana had been the one who’