Chapter 41

• Marilyn's POV
• The eight-hour flight was eating into my mind more than I thought I could bare. Whenever I heard Lorenzo groan in his sleep, I imagined he was dreaming about me. It wasn't just a wish, it was how his foot brushed against mine, how he tightened his grip on his pants whenever he shifted to find a good position.
• When he was awake, he attended business calls, some of which came from his father. He was selling his company personally, something I liked about him. He didn't just rely on his divided teams to get the job done. He was ready for interviews and he was prepared to expand. Sebastian Underwood, his father, called again, asking him to prepare a list of names he believed were fit for the General Manager position of their company branch in New York and Dubai. when he got off the phone.