Dream on if she, Ivana Bennett, would surrender to him willingly.
Ivana turned her face away.
Humph, she, being pure, would not receive charity from others!
Lucas Walker looked at Ivana's profile and sensed her displeasure. Remembering the old butler's words, his voice slightly softened.
"Come here, eat with me."
Ivana ignored him.
Gurgle!
Her stomach grumbled again.
Lucas frowned. Hearing her stomach growling, inexplicably, his anger dissipated, and his voice softened further.
"Come and eat, then you'll get your clothes."
Ivana turned to face him, stipulating her own terms, "I want to put on clothes first."
"Eat first." Lucas' tone carried slight displeasure. He'd already made concessions, but she kept him relentlessly under pressure.
"Put on clothes first." Ivana stood her ground.
Lucas' hand, which was holding the tray, tensed up.
...
"Perhaps, maybe you could try another way. Don't all girls like being pampered and coaxed?"
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