Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 451

After breaking their passionate kiss, Cecilia quickly pushed Owen away and got out of the car. Leaning against the car, she took a moment to catch her breath.

That was one memorable kiss.

Owen had skills that almost made her want to pounce on him.

His tall figure loomed over her.

Cecilia looked up into Owen's soulful eyes and instinctively covered her mouth.

Her gesture seemed to please Owen, and he chuckled, "Giving up? Scared?"

"Not at all. We're at your place, and it would be embarrassing if someone saw us," Cecilia retorted.

She wasn't about to admit defeat.

Before Owen could make another move, she took his arm and said, "Come on, show me all the presents you've got for me."

Owen loved her forwardness, feeling as if he were walking on air.

The grand house was ablaze with lights, making the inside as bright as day.

The butler, along with a handful of servants and the chauffeur, came out to greet them, lining up at the entrance.

"Sir, Ma'am."

Cecilia had long given up on correcting the Martinez family's servants for calling her "Ma'am."

It was as if they were oblivious to the fact that she and Owen were divorced.

She didn’t believe they were unaware.

"This is my butler, Edith," Owen introduced, "If you need anything done, just let Edith know, and she'll arrange it."

Cecilia nodded and smiled at Edith, acknowledging her.

As for Owen’s suggestion to command Edith, Cecilia thought, she wasn’t moving in, so what would she possibly have to order?

Maybe if she actually married him, but that was a conversation for another time.

"Sir, all the items have been moved to the second floor," Edith mentioned, understanding the purpose of their visit.

Owen hummed in acknowledgment and dismissed the staff, "Edith, that'll be all. I'll show Cecilia around."

With the staff dispersed, Owen led Cecilia inside, "Cecilia, I bought this villa especially for you. I'm not sure if you'll like the decor. If you don’t, just let me know, and I'll have it redone."

Upon entering and seeing the room full of splendor, Cecilia was speechless.

"Cecilia, I'm going to transfer the villa into your name. Let me know when you're free to handle the paperwork. We'll only need your name on the deed."

She declined naturally.

Owen stopped and faced her seriously, "Cecilia, I meant every word I said before. Once we're married, I'll transfer all my assets to you. My money, myself – all yours."

Cecilia watched him for a long moment before breaking into a smile, "Aren’t you afraid I'll take the money and run, leaving you with nothing?"