“How dare she make such a provocative gesture in front of all the servants,” he thinks furiously.
Lance stares at her viciously, “Get lost!”
Andrea freezes but then sneers at her husband, “I’ve been waiting to hear you say that.”
She stands up and starts to walk to the door but Tinder and the servants beat her there. Instead of blocking her path, they all leave. Suddenly, she’s alone in the dining room with Lance.
In the next moment, Lance has his arms around her waist. He pulls her toward the dining room table and pushes the food away. Then he picks her up and places her on the table.
“Let go!” she hisses.
“So you can seduce more men?” he asks.
A bit of sauce still clings to her lips and he recalls the provocative way she ate her pasta. Blood rushes to a certain body part, and he
