As we followed Ken, Lucian's warm hands gently encircled my waist. Despite his pleasant smile and attempts at light conversation, my mind went inexplicably blank. It wasn't due to nervousness or fear about the impending introduction to the household as his new wife; rather, it was Ken's words that continued to trouble me Why did he ask me that? What led him to believe I had feelings for Lucian? How could he possibly know? Heaven, I've spent months trying to deny the inevitable, and suddenly, out of nowhere, some shrewd toy figured it out? How the hell did this happen? Why him of all people?" I kept questioning, my thoughts spiraling in confusion and doubt. Lucian's voice sliced through my internal turmoil, jolting me back to the present. "MIRA!" he yelled, his tone tinged with impatience. I flinched at the suddenness of his call, my heart racing. "What?" I stammered, struggling to regain my composure. Lucian hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching mine. "What...?” he
"Pffffff," Alice burst into laughter, unable to contain herself any longer. She fell to the ground, laughing with such intensity that tears filled her eyes. "Oh my God, I love her. I love the new Mrs.," she exclaimed between fits of laughter. Rose, while attempting to maintain a semblance of composure, couldn't help but smile at Alice's reaction. "That's enough now," she scolded Alice gently, though a hint of amusement danced in her eyes. "Get back to work." “Why, didn't you find that amusing? Oh my God! The look on Kiya's face made my day," Alice replied, still chuckling and paying no heed to Rose's attempts to get her back to work. Tara, on the other hand, couldn't help but join in on the conversation. "I know, right? From the moment I started working here, I knew Kiya was rude and prideful. But for her to talk to the boss's wife like that, right in front of the boss himself?" Tara shook her head in disbelief. "It's just too much." "I ju
I watched Lucian as he walked into the closet to change his clothes, my curiosity getting the best of me. "Do you find eating here appalling?" I asked, following his footsteps.He turned to me with a thoughtful expression, his fingers working on unbuttoning his shirt. "No, I'm not just used to it," he replied, his tone reflective.I couldn't help but smile mischievously. "Well, you better get used to it, husband," I playfully teased, emphasizing the fact that, whether real or not, we were now married.He chuckled in response. "Right, wife," he replied, acknowledging our new roles with a hint of amusement in his voice.Lucian struggled with the buttons of his shirt, his fingers fumbling as he tried to fasten them. It was already too much, and the interruption had only added to his frustration. His mind was a whirlwind of desire and irritation.What bothered him most was the fact that his precious time with Mira had been abruptly cut short. Just one look at her in that alluring lingerie
I didn't understand what was going on within Lucian, but I loved every expression he made when I rode him, just as I was doing right now. For a man who always wore no expression, this was fun. At that moment, I was unaware of the carnal desire that was surging up from within this beast of a man. Lucian Creed, for the first time in his life, felt as though the entire world was against him. He sighed and glanced sideways out of the windows, intending to avoid her alluring gaze. To his shock, the two media men he had once tolerated had now transformed into a crowd. From this distance, he could see Ken and some other guards attempting to push them back. "Jeez, I had no idea so many people were dying to get a glimpse of my personal life," he commented, capturing my attention. Following his gaze, I also noticed the crowd of people outside the window taking photos of us. But instead of feeling shy or scared of what they might capture, I felt invisible. I then returned my gaze to him, sitt
As I lay on the bed, feeling physically clean but emotionally bewildered by the recent experience, Lucian was taking his bath, and the sound of running water filled the room. What had just happened between us? How would I ever face him again? The realization hit me like a tidal wave - had I just lost my virginity? We had been intimately close; he had touched and kissed me all over. Wasn't that what sex was? These questions swirled relentlessly in my mind, demanding answers. My heart raced as I contemplated the implications of that moment. How would I handle similar situations in the future? Could I maintain control over my emotions? My thoughts were in disarray, scattered like leaves in the wind, making it impossible to find clarity. As I remained on the bed, deep in thought, Lucian emerged from the bathroom, his bare chest glistening with droplets of water. He wore only a towel wrapped around his lower half, and another in his hand, used to gently dry his wet hair. The room felt
Little did he know.Despite his anticipation for a peaceful slumber, Lucian found himself fixated on the ceiling, unable to succumb to sleep for nearly two hours.It was difficult to discern whether it was due to the vulnerable woman nestled in his arms or the persistent arousal that refused to die down, despite his maturity.Having experienced the intoxicating essence of her, he yearns for more, his gaze fixated on her tranquil countenance as she sleeps.Although he hesitates to disrupt her peaceful rest, an unsettling thought consumes him at this moment. The memory of the terror-stricken visage she wore when he attempted to delve deeper into her being lingers in his mind.He had encountered numerous women who possessed minimal to zero knowledge in the realm of intimacy. Goodness... he had to invest a significant portion of his time educating them about the very essence of it. Initially, they feigned disinterest, but eventually, they craved more from him.However, Mira's demeanor la
I had meticulously dedicated my time to preparation, well aware of the looming possibility that my father might stumble upon our pictures circulating on the vast expanse of the internet. It was paramount that I presented myself at my absolute best. The clock on the wall chimed softly, a reminder of the agreement we had made to meet downstairs at eight. As I put the finishing touches on my attire, I couldn't help but notice that it was already a minute past the agreed-upon time. "Better late than sorry," I whispered to myself, a mantra to calm my racing heart. Stepping out of the room, I couldn't deny the transformation I had undergone. I wasn't merely pretending to be Mira Creed; I embodied her spirit. With every step, my confidence coursed through my veins, intertwining our identities. As I glanced at my reflection in the mirror on the hallway, I couldn't help but pause. The sight that met my eyes was nothing short of breath-taking. The Rhinestones red dress by LZ.Q clung to my fo
From the beginning to the end of our time in the restaurant, Rick didn't make an appearance. Later, I discovered that he was Lucian's cousin on his mother's side, someone who was akin to a brother to him. My heart was heavy with remorse, realizing that I had unwittingly added salt to his wounds.But our outing didn't conclude there; neither did the relentless reporters who lurked in every corner, capturing images and videos of us together from every conceivable angle, I mean literally every angle.Following that, we embarked on a shopping spree. It became evident that Lucian was someone who held onto grudges, and his earlier warning about me paying the price for betraying him to Rick was no empty threatNow, I found myself spending two hours in the dressing room, trying on an array of clothes, while he leisurely occupied himself with a glass of wine in one hand and a magazine in the other, occasionally nodding in approval to the seamstress or whatever it was."Seriously," I demanded,
************************************NON-CONTRACTED"My heart... I can't take it. I'm crying right now," Nora whispered, her eyes misty with tears, as she watched Mira and Lucian share their vows."What would it take for her to find happiness such as this?" she murmured to herself, her gaze drifting to the man sitting beside her. In that moment, as if he sensed her shift of attention, Noah met Nora's gaze. Their eyes locked for a split second, a silent understanding passing between them.Suddenly, a bouquet fell into Nora's hands, and she gasped, shocked and stunned. Her eyes widened as she peeled her gaze away from Noah and looked at the flowers in her hands. "What is this?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise, staring at Mira, who beamed knowingly at her."It looks like it's going to be your turn soon," the man beside her said, his voice calm and casual.Nora turned almost immediately to him, her heart racing with a mix of emotions. But his focus was already on the newlywed co
A day before the wedding in New York, When the steady chattering of the presentation in the meeting felt like a relentless hammering inside Lucian's head, he knew it was time to escape back to his woman. Collecting his leather briefcase, he made his way toward the exit. However, Ken stopped him before he was halfway there. “You're not leaving,” he declared loudly enough to be heard over the incessant chatter. “You said I had to stay until the end,” he reminded Lucian. Lucian's patience was wearing thin. He sighed, his annoyance clear. “I take it back,” he replied, wanting nothing more than to be with the love of his life. Ken couldn't help but grin mischievously. “Feeling a little too full for this sort of thing?” he teased. Ken's expression turned knowing, his intuition telling him that becoming a father had indeed changed everything about Lucian. And he was right. “You can head back home now,” Lucian told him firmly. “I need to see my wife.” “Your soon-to-be wife, you mean?”
I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. What did he mean by he was'scared?’ Of what? Me …“What do you mean?” I'd ask him“Do you know how scared I was every time I watched you torn by the emotions of your families? I sometimes wished I could kill them all.” He spat out, “I heard from Leo just how close you were with your father before he betrayed you and watching him get killed; such emotion could put you on edge again, and when your mother’s illness came up... I just couldn’t pour all that on you.” He shook his head, “It’s already bad that you are unstable and pregnant. I didn’t want anything to shake you. That’s why I treated her in secret. My plan was when she regained herself, I’ll bring her to you… But I didn’t know it would get out of hand." he said with his head between his legs, “I’m sorry for yelling at your like that,” he added. “The look of hatred and anger I saw in your eyes earlier was just too much.”I never expected to hear him come clean. Taking a deep breath, she s
Six months later ~~~~~~Lucian woke up restless after a bad night’s sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Dolman’s situation and how he was going to break the news to Mira without her flipping out. Glancing at the time, he realized it was past noon, and Mira was already up.He sighed deeply. Since she made up with her sister and uncle, she has been spending a lot of time with them. While he was genuinely happy for her, he couldn’t deny the fact that he missed her presence terribly.“Why are they still here?” he questioned aloud, his frustration evident in his tone. He stood up, feeling a growing sense of regret for ever allowing them to stay behind. The situation was taking a toll on his relationship with Mira, and he was finding it increasingly difficult to go around that.***I sighed, lost in my thoughts, absentmindedly rubbing my round belly. I do look like a pregnant woman now. I wished my mother was he
When Lucan arrived home, he was met by Leo and Lora, who were sitting and waiting for him,The moment Leo saw him, he stood up. "Ah, good morning, Mr Creed, Were you not at home?" he asked.Lucian lifted his head above the many bags on the ground. "No... Good morning," he replied with a forced smile. "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.Leo smiled. "Yeah, well, I thought it was best to leave now...""Before we get chased out," Lora interjected, ignoring Leo’s glaring gaze."Please ignore that," Leo quickly said, with a nervous smile. “Oh, I did," Lucian replied, unfazed by the situation."Great," Leo said, smiling nervously. The man's presence was a little too overwhelming for him. "Anyway, we came for the party, and now that it's over, it’s best we leave. But I wanted to at least say my goodbyes first." He said with a smile, but Lucian wasn’t returning it. "I would have loved to speak with Mira, but... We'll just call once we’re gone," he added, his tone slightly apologetic.Lucian
The moment Lucian stepped into the station, he was obstructed by one of the corrupted officers, a bald man who pretended not to know him,"Can I help you, sir?" The bald officer asked rudely, his tone laced with false politeness."Hmm. This is my boss, Lucian Creed," Ken replied instead, his voice firm. "I told you about him.""No, you didn't," the officer replied defiantly, a blatant lie hanging in the air."Huh!" Ken stared at him, his confusion evident. "I remember telling you about him, and even the papers I gave...""Sorry, man! I don't remember you mentioning anything like that," the officer lied again, his eyes avoiding direct contact."How---""That's enough," Lucian sighed, masking his frustration with a forced smile aimed at the officer. "I'd like to speak with the commander-in-chief," he requested calmly, even though he had the clearance to enter without such formalities."Is that right?" another officer interjected, appearing out of nowhere. "Do you have an appointment?" h
Lucian carried me straight to the bedroom the instant he entered the door of the penthouse, ignoring everyone else. The beast of a man yanks the whole thing down without waiting for me to take off my clothes.He despised the thought of me wearing Amelia's present and then smirked at my lovely body."Ha-ah," I chuckled at his enthusiasm to strip me naked. "You won't even wait for me to clean myself?" I inquired, teasing him with my gaze. "I need a bath," I explained."Well... bathing is overrated," Lucian grumbled, "but it doesn't matter because I love your scent." He responded by carrying me to the bed.I laughed as his hand travelled all over my body before coming to a halt on my tummy.Ah! Lucian sighed, God he was so happy. Who would have thought a day will come that he too would have a child, from this stubborn woman, no less? Never in his wildest dream did he think they would even end up together… Not after all the chaos."If you continue to gaze at my stomach like that, I have a
Lucian stood outside the room, his hand trembling on the doorknob. He couldn't bring himself to open the door, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him like a ton of bricks. He stared at the room number, trying to find the strength to face whatever lay inside.After what felt like an eternity, he mustered the courage to push the door open, the hinges creaking softly. Mira's voice reached his ears, muffled by the walls but unmistakably filled with pain. She was crying. Lucian's heart clenched in his chest, but he remained frozen in place, listening to her words.His world shattered when he heard her confess, her voice heavy with emotion, "I love Noah and would do anything to be together with him again."His breath caught in his throat. God, he truly did love her. But in that moment, he felt like a spectator in his own life, watching his heart being torn apart. Maybe they were never meant to be. Perhaps his purpose was to guard her, even if it meant sacrificing his own happiness.
Nora observed me, her eyes fixed on my trembling hand as it gently pressed against my stomach. She then shifted her gaze back to me, concern and disbelief etched on her face. "You're not seriously saying—" "Oh, for heaven's sake," Nora snapped, her voice laced with impatience. "You don't know that you're pregnant?" She let out a heavy sigh, her tone softening slightly. "I may not like admitting it, but I've been married and had kids. I can tell when a woman is carrying a child. Just look at your cheeks and breasts. How could you not know?" She pointed out that her concern was deepening. "No... that must be..." I began, but my words trailed off into uncertainty. Suddenly, the van came to a sudden halt, cutting me off mid-sentence. The back door swung open, revealing the bustling facade of the hospital. "We're here," Nora stated sharply, her frustration clear. The medical team swiftly moved, pulling Noah's trolley out of the van and rolling him into the hospital, leaving me standing