I had a rule: I never touched anything that had been soiled.
After Lucas cheated the first time, I never let him near me again. Now that the master bedroom had been tainted by Evelyn, it was dead to me as well.
I showered in the guest room and retreated to the study to work.
Currently, the weight of the Dickerson Group rested entirely on my shoulders. Even after leaving the office, idleness was a luxury I couldn't afford.
The study door swung open without warning. Evelyn, wrapped only in a bath towel, sauntered in and perched herself directly on my desk.
Dark love bites marred her exposed thighs—evidence of Lucas's well-known *bad habits*.
"Daniela, I told you long ago. Even if Lucas married you, he loves *me*." She looked down at me with naked ambition. "We grew up together. When your family went bankrupt, the Dickersons only let you marry in out of pity. Now that I'm back, you should return the title of Mrs. Dickerson to its rightful owner!"
"Sure. No problem."
I smiled and nodded. "As long as Lucas makes the decision, I agree to everything."