Chapter Twelve

By the time dinner was over, Ella was mad at Dylan for leaving her behind with those women who kept throwing questions at her, questions that were enough to make her blush to the roots of her hair. He was the one who gave them a confirmation and he cowardly ran off and left her to deal with it.

   The floorboards creaked as Ella stepped onto the boardwalk leading to the self-contain Milagros had prepared for them. She could feel her cheeks warming as she recalled the rose petals littered on the four-poster bed and the smug reaction on Dylan’s face told her he liked it.

   When she stepped into the half-lit room, she let out a disgruntled groan when she spotted Dylan sprawled on it.

With the way he spread on it, he left no room for her even if they were going to sha