All Chapters of BURN FOR LOLA: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“Sister-in-law?.” Xena repeated with a frown. Bianca’s head was lifted proudly and she wondered what exactly it was that made Bianca so sure that she would succeed at her ridiculous mission of becoming Noah’s wife. Bianca smirked, she could see the confusion in Xena’s eyes and it pleased her. That confusion was all that she needed. She waved a nearby waiter who carried a tray of drinks over just as Xena suddenly moved closer to her and whispered. “Whatever schemes you are planning would fail. I would never let my brother get married to a murderer like you.” Then she stepped back with a broad smile on her face.The waiter had arrived but Bianca’s hands which had reached out for the drink hung in mid-air shaky and unsteady, with the wineglass in her hand. Murderer…Her eyes shut tightly as sudden images of blood on both of her hands flashed before her. Unexpectedly, the wine glass she was holding fell off her shaky hand, breaking into tiny bits the instant it came in contact with the f

Lola and Noah stood awkwardly in the living room as the door closed behind them. They were still fully dressed in their party wear. “Will go get changed.” Lola hastily said, breaking the quietness in the room. When they had been in the hall with the other people present, it had been easy to face Noah casually, but now, with just him, facing Noah made Lola feel so nervous. She heard no reply from Noah so she moved in the direction of the bedroom door. Lola stopped abruptly when shortly recalled that her clothes had been carted away by the family’s servants to the penthouse when she had moved in with Noah.“Fuck!.. what am I supposed to change into now?.” She murmured to herself. There was probably nothing of hers left in there right now.As if guessing Lola’s thoughts, a deep voice spoke up from behind. “Some of your clothes are still in the closet, check them out, there should be something.. suitable.”“Oh. okay.” “Lola.” Noah suddenly called and Lola stopped. Her right hand was onl

“I will take responsibility.”A voice that Lola had come to grow familiar with spoke up from his position on the leather couch. Lola stiffened and held the part of the blanket that covered a generous part of her body closer to herself. She tore her eyes away from the red patch on the bed. From his words, she knew that he must have also seen it. A twenty-two-year-old virgin. What did Noah Sanchez think of her? Pity?. Is that why he offered to take responsibility for her? Did Noah feel pity for her?Ignoring the pain between her legs, she got off the bed wrapped the blanket more tightly about her body, and pretended not to have heard him say a word.Noah held his breath. Lola’s silence was killing him and it made him more anxious than ever. Was she mad at him?.. Of course, she was.He stood up from the cushion, no longer able to sit still, and simply crossed the distance between them. The woman on the bed hurriedly shifted before he could reach her. She took some steps back just before

“Miss Sanchez..” the designer’s assistant called with a slight bow and extended Xena’s phone to her once more. “You have another call ma’am.” the young woman said.“Thank you,” Xena said politely and received the phone. She picked up the call on its last ring while the designers worked on fitting the ropes of her corset from behind.“Xena.” Tyler’s voice called out from the other end of the line breathlessly. “Why would you pick the call up and hang up? Are you still mad at me?.”Xena scoffed. “Isn’t it amazing how you only manage to remember me after one whole week mister? What if I was already dead from our little scheme? You deserted me in the wild to suffer and ran home to a loving shelter.” She accused, her voice starting to rise. The designers continued with their work unconcerned with their client’s screaming.Tyler held a hand up to his forehead at the other end, helpless at Xena’s exaggeration of the whole matter while his other hand remained on his car’s wheel. “I’m sorry duc

Tyler Harris’ keen eyes were concentrated on Xena’s restless hands as she roamed around his office, talking and lifting random objects from their places while he had no choice but to follow her around.His duty was simple.. to replace all the items she had lifted back to their same position.“Are you even listening to me?.” Xena asked as she replaced the miniature vase she had lifted back on the table and turned to face the man who was no longer contributing to her words.“Huh? Sure I ..am..” Tyler drawled as he shifted the vase to its initial position and turned to face the girl with a smile on his face. “Seriously?.” Xena asked, her eyes squinting as she complained. “You did only half the job yet your mind is somewhere else. Like what could be more important than this right now?.”Tyler sighed and grabbed Xena’s hands before she could reach out for yet another item in his well-arranged office. Then he led the girl to his leather couch and patted on the seat as he settled down beside