Chapter 24

• Lucien Delano
• He returned to his office, where the arms dealers from Albania were supposed to be waiting for him. The scent of her body remained on his clothes and on his skin, and he felt himself hardening at the thought of the abandoned way she had behaved in the room, urging him to come in.
• Swearing darkly, he made his way to the washroom, trying to regain control. The little vixen had proved that it would not be easy for him to dump her, as he was used to doing with his other women. He was still hungry for her, and the need to possess her made him stamp his seal on her wheat-colored body, which was firm and plump, enticing him.