A depressing thought crossed Richmond's mind as he continued to hold Lola's lustful gaze.
From tomorrow night, her personality would take a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn for greatness. She would be dining differently in the company of royalty and the full protection of armed royal guards. The intimate closeness that they now shared could be an impossible mission to accomplish unless they became man and wife.
While Richmond delayed, lost in his worrisome thoughts, Lola took the initiative and started slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
The dimly lit room, the soft music playing in the background and the faint scent of lavender oil lingering in the air was just right to spark up a romantic affair.
"Lola, I don't think this is such a good I..."
Lola shut Richmond up as she locked lips with him, turning her body to face him as though she were straddling him.
