Her Enemy, Her Lover by Elizabeth Lennox

Author:Elizabeth Lennox [Lennox, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elizabeth Lennox Books, LLC
Published: 2020-02-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Lana stood next to Willow and Tamara, wishing that she was anywhere but here. This moment, this ceremony, was going to change her life in ways she couldn’t even begin to imagine. She didn’t want that to happen. She’d had a good life! She painted, she sold her paintings, and then she started a new one. That was the life she wanted, the life she understood and needed.

Lana had friends and her loft where she hid from the world and worked through her emotions and confusions with life in her paintings. Unfortunately, she hadn’t been able to work through the emotions of marrying a man she barely knew, who made her world splinter apart with just a touch or a kiss.

Turning, she stared at her reflection in the window of the courthouse. Marrying a man she’d only known for a few days sounded like a romantic comedy film plot. What in the world was she doing? She should run the other way and tell Christoph to just…do whatever! She’d sign over all the profits to the companies if he’d just take over running them and save the jobs that would be lost if she continued to run the stupid company!

Willow and Tamara wore pretty dresses, although they didn’t match. They hadn’t had time to coordinate their outfits and Lana didn’t think it was necessary. Not with the speed with which Christoph was pushing for this ceremony to happen. She understood, but that didn’t negate her need for a bit more time to come to terms with all of the changes happening in her life.

Then she saw him walking towards her, his dark suit making his shoulders look even more impressive. He’d shaved recently, so his cheeks and jawline were smooth, maybe even soft? No, that was impossible. There was nothing soft about Christoph. He was hard angles and rough personality. He could act refined, but underneath all of those layers was a lion ready to pounce.

She shivered, thinking about him pouncing.

“Damn it!” Tamara hissed.

Lana pulled her gaze away from Christoph to look at the man walking beside him. Sheik Jurad? Why in the world was he here?

Before Lana could answer, Christoph was there, right in front of her. He took her hand, lifting her fingers to his lips. “You look beautiful, Lana,” he told her, his voice deeper than normal.

Lana couldn’t pull her eyes away from him. Her free hand fluttered around the soft silk of her dress, but she forced her fingers not to curl into a fist. “Tam and Willow convinced me to get this dress instead of a simple white suit,” she said, by way of an explanation for the lacy, tea-length dress with a full skirt and scalloped bodice. The bodice hugged her figure, making her feel prettier than she normally did.

She smelled the clean scent of him, flavored by the citrusy aftershave. He smelled like a man and it was a powerful aphrodisiac. She wanted to move closer, to bury her nose against his neck and just…inhale.

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