Chapter 142: You stirred up my feelings and think you can walk away?

The afterglow of sunset poured into the attic room. The two inside were silent. Dante Easton wanted the Lunar Physique, but he treated it like a fling. Paula Merrie, though, was clearly serious. He grew a little flustered. Paula was a blank-page girl-pure, naive, and still full of starry-eyed fantasies about love, dreaming of something out of a TV romance. Until now, the only man she ever liked was Dante Easton. Her grandmother had given consent, and she had been delighted. But with no experience...