"You're not going to convince me, Lemon," Leander said.
Lemon?
Viviana didn't know where that come from. Leander bit his lips. He was about to say "honey" like other couples, but somehow his brain connected the word "honey" to "lemon", as he remembered the weird dance move, she did in his kitchen.
Or maybe because he was playing with the little lemon she gifted him for his birthday, he blurted out the word "lemon". He didn't know.
He didn't have to look up, but he could sense that everyone was confused by his term of endearment. But he chose not to care. It's their fault for listening to their conversation. Not his.
Viviana clutched his shirt and whispered. "You can kill the husband. Let her go."
Leander looked at Viviana. He didn't know whether she understood how great a conflict he was in within himself.
He has a chance to eliminate the Palatini family and their heir in one go.
