General POV
Jane sat at her vanity desk. Her fist folded, and her expression was sullen. It was truly happening; tonight was the eve of the wedding, and tomorrow…
She willed her mind from thinking any further; it was torture to do so. Suddenly, the doors to her room burst open. She was staying in the hotel's exclusive suite. The rooms had been booked earlier for guests, but for some reason everywhere was eerily silent.
She stood on her feet and sent a glance at who dared open her door in such a manner; she had her guess, and she was right.
It was Edward.
He was about to enter the room but paused in his tracks; his eyes roamed over her exposed thighs. The instant lust in his eyes was one she could not miss. The nightgown she wore was barely past her thighs. She cleared her throat, brea
