The silence in the car stretched on, growing more uncomfortable with each passing moment. Lucian, with his piercing gaze locked onto the road ahead, finally broke the stillness with a heavy sigh."What the hell was that?" he questioned, his frustration evident in the furrowed lines of his forehead and the tension in his voice.I shifted in my seat, feeling the weight of his scrutiny. It was a loaded question, one that hung in the air, demanding an answer. Lucian's emotions were like a turbulent sea, and I realized I needed to navigate them carefully. I turned to him."Acting, what else?" I lied, though it felt like much more than that."That's past acting, and you know it... From afar, I could...""If you mention my ears again, I swear to God I'll fucking throw you out of this car," I snapped, and he halted.Sighing, Lucian began, "Okay... But you went too far, and besides, the whole point of the act was to get our pictures taken," he argued. "You were supposed to just smile at them,
Lucian raised an inquisitive eyebrow, his gaze shifting between Tyler and me. 'Can you please tell me what's going on here?' he inquired, either genuinely puzzled by the situation or feigning ignorance.Feeling the need for reassurance, I nestled closer to him, seeking comfort in his presence. 'It's not a big deal, my love,' I responded, opting to downplay the situation. "This Tyler person here was just telling me how displeased he was that he didn't get an invitation to our wedding, and I was trying to let him know they weren't enough to go by." I lied with a perky smile, a familiar one Lucian recognized all too well."Seriously, Lucian, is this for real?" Tyler asked with disbelief. "You are married! How the hell did that happen?"Growing irritated, I started to respond, 'We fell in love, that's how it happened, you ass...' but Lucian interjected hastily.'Yes, Tyler,' Lucian replied, cutting me off.Tyler's eyes widened in realization. 'Oh my God!' he exclaimed. 'You're in trouble.
After spending nearly thirty minutes in the closet, I emerged, looking like royalty from the land of Austral.I wore a black-silver mini gown that glistened in the sunlight, paired with elegant white stiletto heels. My hair cascaded down my back, adding to the overall allure.My makeup was light and subtle, giving me an innocent appearance, but the dress and shoes hinted at a deeper sophistication that went beyond mere innocence.Satisfied with my appearance, I gracefully exited the master bedroom and made my way toward the parlor.As I descended the stairs, my steps slowed when I caught the sound of a raised voice emanating from the parlor. Confused, I approached the iron bars on the staircase and peered through them.From this distance, I could clearly see the displeased expressions on both Lucian and Ken's faces.I shifted my attention to the woman who was vociferously airing her grievances. "Huh! That must be the infamous 'Mama,'" I remarked, my gaze locked on her.As the drama u
Lucian found himself struggling to arrange his thoughts in his head at this point. Over the past three weeks, he had purposefully distanced himself from Mira, not because they had fought or any personal issues, but because he wanted his mind to be clear and organized for when Aunt Amelia visited him. It seemed that whenever she was in close proximity, his thoughts invariably turned into a jumbled mess.At least, that was what he had believed up to this point.The Incident had left Lucian in a state of joy he hadn't experienced in a long time. He found himself unable to stop thinking about the way Mira had stormed into the room, dressed in that commanding outfit, and firmly put his nagging aunt in her place. It had nearly driven him to kiss the life out of her, a surge of passion welling up within him.But he had managed to hold back, even before she surprised him with an unannounced kiss.Mira was a force of nature, a fire that warmed his once-cold heart, and water that soothed his som
Lucian's mind went blank for a split second. What the hell is this? This wasn't his first time inside a woman, but it was the first time he felt like he was losing control, like he was being consumed by an uncontrollable desire. "You're driving me crazy," he murmured against my lips as he kissed the tears from my eyes. His warm breath sent shivers down my spine, and his words reassured me. "Don't cry, I won't hurt you," he continued to whisper into my ear, his voice filled with tenderness and longing. The intensity of our connection was overwhelming, and in that moment, there was no room for fear or uncertainty. We were lost in each other, bound by desire, and there was no turning back. "But it... hurts," I whimpered. "It's okay, just relax," he reassured me as he pushed into me once more. "AHHH, Lucian!" I moaned continuously. "It's supposed to hurt for just a moment, and then comes the pleasure," he explained. "Damn, You're so tight," he groaned through clenched teeth, "I nee
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was I really touching, No, more like holding and stroking a man’s cock? The sensation of my hand wrapped around him, the heat radiating from his throbbing member, sent a shiver of excitement coursing through me. It was a moment of realization, a crossing of a boundary I had never ventured into before. Lucian's breath grew heavier, and his eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of desire and anticipation. We were both exploring uncharted territory, and the thrill of it was electrifying. Being an IED patient has robbed me of the simple pleasures of life. At the age of eighteen, while other young girls were busy having crushes on some nameless, immature idiots in college, I was preoccupied with trying not to kill someone or even myself. The weight of my condition hung heavy over my teenage years, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the sacrifices I had to make. While my peers were navigating the ups and downs of young love, I was navigating
I awoke the next day to an empty bed, the space beside me chilled, indicating it had been vacant for some time. Despite the slight disappointment, my exhaustion held me captive, rendering me too tired to voice any complaints.With a sluggish movement, I muttered, "Ah! I can't even move. What time is it?" I reached out with deliberate slowness for my phone on the bedside table."Oh, what the hell?" I pushed myself up to an elbow, slowly shaking off the grogginess that clung to me. I glanced at the clock—it read ten o'clock. However, it wasn't the time that startled me but the realization of the day. "Monday!?" I exclaimed in disbelief. How had the days slipped away so quickly? "Lucian's aunt came to visit on Friday, and..." I let out a sigh, slowly rising from the bed despite the growing discomfort in my pelvic area "We had sex for a good three days?" I questioned aloud, though I knew the empty bed wouldn't provide answers. "Seriously, what are we, dogs in heat?" I chuckled at the th
PARIS ~~~~~ Nora burst into Noah Bamford's office, her breath coming in rapid gasps, as if she were being pursued by a masquerade. Noah, a striking figure with raven-black hair and devilish charm, sighed deeply. "Seriously, Nora," he chided, his voice laced with a mix of exasperation and amusement, "how many times have I told you to knock when you come into my office? " 'S…sorry, sir, but it's kind of urgent," Nora replied, still catching her breath. Noah raised an eyebrow, his voice tinged with exasperation. "So urgent that you couldn't raise your pretty little fingers and knock?" he quipped. Nora paused, taken aback. "Oh!" she stammered. "You think my hands are pretty?" She asked him shyly, attempting to divert the conversation. Annoyed and tired, Noah pressed, "Nora!?" Clearing her throat, Nora refocused. "Yes, sorry... I just wanted to ask if you've heard the news." Taken aback, Noah inquired, "What news?" Nora didn't mince words. She forcefully slammed a magazine on the t
************************************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