Chapter 3

When I got back to my family's estate, my parents didn't yell. They just looked at me with cautious worry.

"I knew that boy was trouble from the start!" my father boomed. "You're not marrying him! You can stay home forever. I can take care of you!"

"Who says she's not getting married?" A warm voice came from the doorway.

It was Ethan, with his parents in tow.

My father, Jack Lane, grinned, "Ethan, my boy! If only my daughter had met someone like you!"

Ethan smiled, setting a mountain of gifts on the table. "Mr. Lane," he said, his…