Chapter 39.

Lance's POV.

I couldn't believe it when I saw her among the servers for the party.

I was starstruck, her hair was packed stylishly and the gown brought out her shape.

It took me many ounces of willpower to stop myself from touching her.

My eyes raked the length of her figure, taking in every curve.

She looked stunning. No one would have recognized her as a server or even a slave.

I pretended to not care or stare as I danced with Belinda, but my eyes, mind and whole being were focused on her the whole evening.

I was so entranced by her that when she walked into the bar room, I almost jumped straight to meet her.

What was going on here?

Did the moon goddess really decide to give me someone I hated as my mate,and made her this attractive?

I wasn't myself when she served the meal, my eyes took in her form when she bent down to arrange the food.

I wanted to touch her so badly I could see blackness clouding my vision from how badly I wanted to taste her skin.

I shook my head, clearing awa