Can’t Win Me Back

Sean tearfully embraced his beloved and said, "I may have come from the Lynch family, but the moment they started insulting you, I no longer had anything to do with them."

Tatiana was both touched and concerned. "Sean..."

"I don't have a home anymore," Sean said with a bitter chuckle, though most of what he felt was a sense of release. "From now on, I'm just Sean Lynch. The third son of the Lynch family has ceased to exist."

"Who says you don't have a home?" Tatiana's brows furrowed as she pressed her fingers to Sean's lips. "You'll always have a family as long as I'm here. My family is your family."

As the night continued, both Tatiana and Sean naturally slept together. But they only slept in the same bed, nothing more.

Sean lay stiffly beside Tatiana in pajamas like a canned sardine. There was even a clear divide between him and Tatiana on the bed.

He could hear her breathing and even feel her warmth. Sean swallowed nervously, throat dry.

might be a proper, virtuous man, but laying beside Tatiana as the night went on was still really difficult

eyes to find Tatiana straddling his waist. When she leaned into him, her oversized pajama shirt slipped down

afraid he might tarnish Tatiana just by looking at her. His heart pounded in his chest. “Open your eyes. Look at me," Tatiana murmured in Sean's ear, making his

his eyes. The sweat from the palms of

"Sean. I want you."

Finally, Sean snapped.