“I want some time with him in the private room. He is my fiancé now,” Lucy said to the prison warden whose face held fire.

“Fiancé?” the prison warden queried and shook his head, “You lie. The American blonde has ordered that you should be stopped from staying in a private room with Mr. Fanny any more. If you are visiting you visit and go.

Lucy widened her gaze at him and scowled hugely, “What do you mean? Since when did this one start? I say I demand to see him in ...