CHAPTER 63 Beneath the Lace

  Edmund's eyes never left Angela's as he stood before her, his eyes burning with desire, Angela felt herself melting into his gaze. Without a word, Edmund swept her up in his arms, cradling her like a doll, and began to make his way towards the bedroom.

  Angela gasped softly, her arms wrapping around his neck, her heart pounding with anticipation. The air around them seemed to thicken as they moved, the tension between them palpable. Angela's heart pounded in her chest, her senses heightened as Edmund carried her towards their private sanctuary. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows that danced across the walls.