WESTLANE SERIES: LONDON HAS FALLEN

Jenna had just passed her medical licensure, so she and her colleagues went to celebrate at their favorite club in London. Intoxicated and needing a break, Jenna wandered through a secret corridor to the VIP room.
As she walked through the corridor, a stunningly gorgeous woman appeared, casually leaning against the wall. The tension between them was immediate and electric. Dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, Alena stood there, her gray eyes piercing through the dim light and straight into Jenna's soul. Bolstered by the alcohol coursing through her system. She took a step forward, then another, her eyes never leaving Alena's. The intensity of Alena's gaze sent shivers down her spine, but Jenna was determined not to back down. She wanted to erase the smirk on Alena's beautiful face. The closer Jenna got, the more palpable the attraction and sexual tension became, an invisible force pulling them together for a night of unforgettable pleasure.
The morning came, and Alena woke up alone. Jenna had disappeared, leaving no trace behind-not even her number.
Three years passed, and Alena became the heir of a conglomerate in Greece. Alongside her two brothers, they dominated the mining and shipping industries across Greece and neighboring countries. She, in a twist of fate met Jenna again-this time holding a three-year-old son.