CHAPTER 15: IN THE ROOM WITH THOMAS

Lily’s Point of View

I walked around the room admiringly. It was huge.

“This will be your room soon,” he said, capturing my lips in his, deepening the kiss as he took off my jacket.

I pulled away. “We should stop,” I said.

“Why? You’ll be my wife soon,” he said, pulling me back to himself and kissing me again. His hands swiftly unbuttoned my shirt. I tried to resist him, but his grip was strong. I used my strength to push him away forcefully.

“Stop,” I said.

“What is the problem?” He asked, irritated. “This was your suggestion, to spend the day in my world. I usually end, my day with a woman in my bed and now we’re about to be married. That makes you the ideal woman for me to spend the night with,” he said.

“We’re not married yet,” I said. “I can’t have sex with you before our marriage; my beliefs won’t allow it.”

“What does that matter?” He asked with a hunger set to devour me. “I am attracted to you—that’s no secret—and I will be your husband soon. We might as well s