Kiss the Saboteur — The Italian Villa Plan

His phone came up and captured the exact moment. Seconds later, he posted it to Instagram. What do you do when your girlfriend can't keep her hands off you? God, I love it.

Heat flooded my face. Are you ever going to stop? An icy stare struck me from across the terminal. Ethan stood there, his expression dark.

I had not even seen him come out. His phone was lit in his hand. Chase's newest post filling the screen. The moment Ethan saw Chase, his body went rigid.

One second was all I needed. The fish had taken the bait. Ethan's lips parted twice as if he wanted to speak. I did not give him the chance.

I held his gaze for one meaningful beat, slipped my arm through Chase's, and walked calmly into the private lounge. As I passed Ethan, the hem of my dress brushed his fingertips.

My original plan was to go home once his plane departed and wait for jealousy to do its work. Chase had other ideas. He suddenly decided we were taking an Italian vacation

and refused to accept no for an answer. We finally have time alone. I'm not going home empty-handed. When we landed in Italy,

he booked us into a lavish castle villa built into a hillside. For the next few days, he took me through flower-covered valleys

and picturesque seaside towns. We photographed everything, and he posted every flirtatious moment for the world to see.

The more exposure and intimacy we created, the more pressure Ethan would feel. Eventually, he would break, abandon the engagement,

and decide he could not live without me. On the third evening, evening, Ethan finally messaged. When did you start seeing him? I ignored the