Steven held the love of his life in his arms with tearful eyes. "I may be a Lovett, but I no longer have anything to do with that family the moment they were mean to you."

Amelia was moved and worried. "Steve..."

"I no longer have a home."

Though Steven chuckled helplessly, he felt relieved and liberated. "I am still Steven Lovett, but the heir of the Lovetts is dead."

"Who said you don't have a home?"

Furrowing her brows, Amelia put a finger on his lips. "Home is where I am. My family is your family, too."

The moon, shrouded in a haze, hung high in the velvety night sky.

The pair wound up in bed together.

Even so, Steven, covered up in his pajamas, lay stiffly next to Amelia. Neither crossed the line to each other's side of the bed.

by her warmth and the

stirred in his

prided himself on being a restrained gentleman, it was pure torture to lay next to the love of his

wave of scent tickled his

Amelia straddling him. As she

swne

shoulders

waist.

heart, Steven closed his eyes

your eyes and look at me." Amelia's lip clung to his ear, and he felt

eyes, the sweat in his palms

"Take me, Steve."

by lust, he

Steven rolled over, overpowering

voice held a

her. His

raw desire.

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