Chapter 9. Smells Like You

“He’s my PA. I asked him to fetch me some clothes and other things I might need this morning.” Lucien joined her in the shower, leaving her gaping at his audacity. She closed her eyes and sighed, wondering what she was thinking when she left the bathroom door unlocked.

He reached for her body wash and brought it to his nose. “This smells like you,” he told her before taking some. Anna balled her fists angrily and was about to yell at him, but before she could cuss him out, he was rubbing it into her lower back.

She froze, fists clenched, heart thudding. Then came the press of his chest, his hands sliding forward to cup her soft breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly, betraying her. She felt herself slipping again. Mentally, physically.

She hated how easily he turned her into this. She hated how easily her body betrayed her whenever he touched her.