Under My Deceitful Wife's Spell

na. From the steamy pool to the b

red through the curtain

ielding her chest upon noticing the

to leave-

f the bed, Dylan's arm c

ff to?" he murmured, his

"Just heading to the b

pping her face t

vered her mouth. "I

nce to Alana was striking. But under daylight, her

hair before planting a kiss

night's robe, stealing a glance at h

in the adjacent room. Standing before the mirr

r. "Honey, help

rs deftly working the fabric into place-a ski

t her eyes lowered, but he tipped her chin up, catch

ecured did she manage t

they had agreed to meet, Alana was wait

sed to leave before sunrise, but you dragge

head. "That's

e, even if he discovers the truth. This is about business, not love. So spare m

fter all, a sultry mistress's child w

cold. "Alana, you can insult me,

ntity and the fact that he was married with children,

ng the truth,"

r, interjected, "Ms. Evans, you should go b

s long as you do as you're told, your loved on

hair, she str

d her leave, hatred

..

und Dylan seated at the dining t

workouts. His striking features and effortless charm captivated countless w

d over and rested her hand lightly on h

ing scent hit his nose. "What's

ied earlier that day had

smiled brightly. "It's Chanel's newest

off," Dylan

ng last night and stirred his protective in

le how she could feel like a

nced at her again and softened his tone. "Forget it. You were wo

man known for his unwavering principles an

for Lena, the woman who'd been

ging within, Alana forced a

d robbed her of her chance to make love with D

ntimacy at the hot spring, flashed throug

l she wanted was t