Conquering your Love

EP 36'S

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Suspicion that Hans was eyeing Ryan left Lana heartbroken for the rest of the day at the office. Ryan is a gentle and sweet man. Lana certainly thought that Ryan wouldn't get involved with such disgusting things as drug smuggling!

If someone in the company is under investigation, Lana should not expose Hans' actions by telling her boss anything. But wait, didn't Hans tell Mateo when we were meeting at a Chinese restaurant? Lana remembered but why Hans wanted to pretend that they were in a relationship with him to someone else who had nothing to do with the case. There's something weird here. Why would Hans lie by still pretending to Mateo?

Lana shook her head and put away the questions that kept bothering her for the rest of the day. Lana realized that continuing to think about it was useless, she would not be able to get the answer herself.

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The next night, Lana was already dressed and put her makeup on simply. Lana was ready an hour earlier before allowing Hans into her apartment building. By the time the man arrived at her apartment and knocked on the door, Lana was nervous to death.

Lana opens the door, and Hans throws a not-so-pleasing judging gaze. Lana argues that she looks decent in a plain long black dress, high-heeled shoes and coiled hair. But Hans didn't think so. Even so, Hans himself looked very charming in a formal suit and trousers, as well as black leather shoes that were glazed to the shiny. His black tie was perfectly straight over his expensive white cotton shirt.

"You don't gnaw your hair and you always wear the same dress in two out of three events at our parties" Hans said.

Lana's face blushed. " It's the only nice dress I have, Hans." said Lana tensely.

Hans was angry. " Sasha would have been happy to make you a dress, if you had asked for it and allowed it!"

Lana turned around to lock the door. His hands felt cold and numb. Hans never let her enjoy one night without criticizing something that was on her. Lana almost cried...

Lana gasped as Hans suddenly jerked his body towards the man and kissed him with a passionate stir. Lana didn't have time to respond. The kiss ended as quickly as it had started. But even so, Lana's legs felt limp and her breath was panting. Lana looked up at Hans with wide, foggy eyes, and a surprised look on her pale face.

Lana was still trying to breathe and think at the same time.

"And now you look like an accident victim." Hans murmured. He took out his handkerchief while his eyes fixed on Lana's lips. "I think my lips are full of pink lipstick. Please clean my lips." she added, cramming the handkerchief into Lana's hands.

"That can't stick." said Lana stammered.

Hans raised next to his eyebrows and waited for an explanation from Lana.

"That's the latest kind of lipstick they advertise. Once worn the lipstick can last for a long time throughout the day. Won't leave marks on coffee cups and even on linen." Lana handed back the man's handkerchief.

Hans raised his hand, but he did not reach for the handkerchief. Her hand rose to the loop at the top of Lana's head and before Lama could prevent it, Hans had already removed Lana's hair from the curved comb that held the hair. Lana's hair fell down gently, wavy all the way to her shoulders.

Hans' breathing became choked with amazement and satisfaction at the same time as he looked at Lana. " Beautiful." she whispered, her comb hanging by her hand while she stroked the soft strands of hair with her other hand.

"It took me a long time to curl my hair!" lana's protests are weak.

"I like your long hair. Leave it like this." Hans said hoarsely. Hans then lowered his head, lifted Lana's chin, and then kissed her with gentleness.

He put the curved comb into Lana's hand and waited while Lana stuffed it into her purse. Hands shaking. Hans also saw it and the man just smiled enigmaticly.

When Lana was done, Hans linked his fingers to Lana's fingers and they walked down the corridor to get to Hans' car which was parked in front of the building.