The two attendants stationed near the private room watched the couple wrapped in that intense kiss, whispering under their breath in total shock.
A moment later, their jaws dropped even further as Mr. Thorn smoothly led his wife right out the main doors of the nightclub.
At the Thorn Villa
Evelyn sat stubbornly in the passenger seat of the luxury sedan, crossing her arms and refusing to budge.
Michael stepped out, walked around to the passenger side, and opened her door to scoop her up directly into his arms. She was over six months along now; she needed to be resting in bed instead of running around town chasing him down!
Carrying her up to the second floor, Michael briefly set his briefcase inside the home study.
By the time he stepped back out into the hallway, Evelyn had already slipped into the master suite, shutting the door behind her with a sharp, definitive CLICK that signaled the lock was engaged.
