George was jolted awake from his dream and straightened his back on the chair."Commander Lawton, you're awake. Just in time for breakfast." Maverick placed a cup of coffee and a box of sandwiches on George's desk."Where's Jacobson?"Maverick responded, "Oh, he's having breakfast.""Who sent it to him?""I did. Don't worry, Commander Lawton."It was only then that George eased his anxiety. He had just woken up from a dream where Damian had experienced a strange death. Yesterday, he'd asked for Damian's health report, confirming that the latter had no illnesses.Regardless, the way Damian had admitted to all charges had left George suspicious and anxious. He had no choice but to raise his guard until he'd safely transferred Damian to Prison 167 of Whiteloop City.Just as he thought the most secure place would be the prison, he was proven wrong. Three days later, in the early hours of the day of his preliminary hearing, Damian became a victim of a group fight that broke out in t
"Sure. I'll cook for you tonight." Spencer wore a smile, while his tone was filled with affection and his gaze soft. For her, he could do everything she asked."Yay! Love you."Those words resembled electricity coursing through his veins, rendering him stiff and overwhelmed. Lucille, similarly stunned by her own words, couldn't believe she could speak this coquettishly.Regardless, she couldn't retract her words and simply brushed them off. It wasn't like anyone else had heard her anyway.At last, Spencer ended the call, saying he would pick her up in the evening. Pausing briefly, Lucille started the car and left the filming location.Then, she headed for the National Cybersecurity Command Center. To gain entry there, one would have to undergo three verification steps. First, they had to scan their special access card; second, they would go through a fingerprint scanner, and lastly, the facial recognition system.Only after completing all three steps could they enter the Nation
It wasn't until 7:00 pm that Lucille had the chance to leave. She had been supposed to depart as soon as the matter had been resolved, but Gabriel, that geezer, had informed everyone of her return, which ended up holding her back for hours.Gabriel ignored her harsh gaze and cleared his throat. "It's late. Why don't you have dinner with us before you go?"Dinner? She suddenly remembered the dinner she'd discussed with Spencer and that he would pick her up in the evening. She immediately panicked. It was already 7:00 pm!Any devices would automatically have no cell service and network once within the vicinity of the National Cybersecurity Command Center.Gabriel watched as Lucille's expression went from one of anger to panic within seconds. What was going on?He was about to ask her what went wrong, but Lucille had bolted out of his sight. Indeed, she ran away. He perplexedly looked at her and saw her in a panic for the first time.After exiting the premises, Lucille saw plenty of
When Lucille arrived back at the manor, Spencer was already home. She saw Herbert when she entered and pulled him aside, whispering, "Herbert, is he home?"Herbert smiled amicably. "Mr. Layton returned 30 minutes ago and is now in the kitchen, Mrs. Layton.""The kitchen, huh," she mumbled to herself."That's right. Mr. Layton called home this afternoon and asked the kitchen to hold off because he'll be preparing dinner for you tonight," Herbert explained with a smile.He adored Lucille; although she was quiet, her presence had drastically changed Spencer since she'd moved in. It was evident that they were in love.Nevertheless, Herbert thought it was strange that Lucille was particularly cautious today. He made a wild guess. "Mrs. Layton, did you have a fight with Mr. Layton?"Lucille couldn't help but feel her heart melt. Spencer was mad at her, but he was still cooking for her. Pursing her lips, she replied, "Not really. I did something that upset him."Herbert thought it wasn
Spencer washed his hands. With a stretch of his arm, he easily wrapped it around the cheeky Lucille's waist and brought her in front of him with a quick twirl.She gasped. Before she could react, he pinched her chin, prompting her to look up.The next second, he sealed her lips with his. The kiss carried a hint of punishment. His actions were intense, as if a beast had suddenly spotted food and seized it wildly.Lucille followed his lead and wrapped her arms around his neck, reciprocating the kiss and keeping up with his rhythm. Gradually, he softened his kiss, causing her to groan gently. His strong arm latched onto her waist tighter, pulling her closer to him, leaving no space between their bodies.Luckily, he was holding her, or she would've lost her balance.The atmosphere in the kitchen was getting heated, and the air was filled with sounds of their kisses and gasps.Right before she needed to catch her breath, Spencer released her, with his warm lips traveling to her neck a
For some reason, Lucille immediately caught Spencer's drift. She glared at him and said, "Dream on!"Then, she pushed him away and hurried out of the kitchen, running right into Seth, who'd just returned. He asked, "Why's your face so red, Lucille? Are you burning up?"She ignored him and hurried upstairs. He fell silent, feeling bemused as he watched her run up the stairs. What was wrong with her? Why had she hurried off upon seeing him? It wasn't like he was going to ask her for money.Herbert happened to appear at that moment. Seth grabbed him and asked like a child waiting to be fed, "Is Lana done cooking, Herbert? I'm hungry."Herbert smiled and said, "Lana's off today."Seth frowned. "Doesn't that mean I won't have anything for dinner tonight?"Herbert's smile grew. He pointed at the kitchen and said, "Mr. Spencer is in there.""What?" Seth's eyes widened. He stared at Herbert before turning to look at the kitchen. There, he saw a familiar figure inside. He rubbed his eyes
20 minutes later, dinner was ready. Seth enthusiastically grabbed his plate and cutlery. When he saw Spencer merely glance at him indifferently without saying anything, he knew this meant he'd be able to enjoy the meal.This was probably the quietest he'd ever been during a meal. He was both touched and on tenterhooks—he'd finally lived to see the day when he could have Spencer's cooking. This was something he could brag about for the rest of his life.Spencer's cooking was delicious. He gave Lana a run for her money. Everyone in their family knew he could cook, but no one had ever gotten the chance to try his cooking before. Not even James, Eric, or Lila had ever experienced this.After the meal, Seth obediently took his plate and cutlery to the kitchen. Lucille was confused by his odd behavior and actions. She asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?"Before he could say anything, Spencer said, "Ignore him. There are a few days every month when he acts abnorma
"All I need to do is care for my precious Mrs. Layton. Feeding you and making sure you're satisfied is my duty," Spencer said, deliberately lowering his voice. It made Lucille's knees go weak.For some reason, she couldn't help feeling like he was insinuating something with his last sentence. It was mainly because of the amorous and teasing look in his eyes and his unconcealed desire. She felt like his gaze could burn her.It was a familiar gaze, and she looked away from him. She was about to get up when he tightened his grip on her waist, keeping her in place.Spencer narrowed his eyes at her. "Where do you think you're going?"Lucille smiled faintly. "To the washroom."He snorted and leaned down to kiss her, quickly prying her lips open and plundering her sweetness. After a moment, he switched their positions, seemingly worried that she'd feel uncomfortable with her head tilted. He made her sit on his lap so they were face-to-face.Then, he kept an arm around her waist while cu