Unlike before, Lucian wasted no time taking her. Only in moments like this did he truly become a beast in human form. He forcefully opened her gown, moistened her throbbing core with his fingers, and with one swift movement, he penetrated her, causing her to moan. Her moans were like a symphony to his ears. He continued to thrust into her relentlessly until there was nothing left of her. "Lucian, wait!" Mira cried out in his arms, overcome with pleasure. "I can't go on," she breathed into his neck. "Yes, you can," he urged, thrusting repeatedly. "Just this one time." "That's what you said the last four times," she bit his earlobe, arousing him even more. "It's not my fault; I can't resist you," he confessed, taking one of her pink, erect nipples into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. "Oh my God!" she cried out again, and he smirked. "Moan as much as you like, Mira. I want the entire mansion to hear your beautiful voice," he said with an evil grin. "You... you're insane,"
Fire That Burns "Ah!" Lucian exclaimed as he glanced at the heap of files on his desk and then towards the door. He half-expected Mira to come to him, but he knew that was merely wishful thinking. For the past few weeks, she had refused to even look at him or speak to him without offering an explanation. On the other hand, he didn't want to pressure her into revealing the truth, afraid of triggering her. But he couldn't help muttering to himself, "To hell with it. Maybe I should just confront her and shake the truth out of her." How was he supposed to focus on this mountain of work when she occupied his thoughts so completely? He sighed and thought, "It's probably best if I take a..." Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door, interrupting his train of thought. "Who is it?" Lucian asked, annoyed, but there was no response. "Ken?" he called again, met only with silence. Growing increasingly irritated, he pushed himself up from his seat and approached the door, ready to confront
It hasn't even been a day since Lucian left for New York, and I'm already overwhelmed by loneliness. I settled onto the pristine white sofa, surrounded by vigilant guards, while Rose kept a watchful eye on me.Sighing, I asked, "Is there a particular reason for the room to be so crowded?" My gaze remained fixed on Rose."Hmm," she hesitated before replying, "Sorry, Ma'am, but Sir Lucian instructed me to stay close to you before he left, in case you required any assistance.""And what about the guards?" I inquired once more, taking a sip of the chilled tea."Well... it's our duty to safeguard the madam, on behalf of the boss," they responded in unison."Ah, I don't need this... Dismiss, immediately," I snapped. However, instead of leaving, they simply relocated to another area. I sighed once more, telling myself, "As long as I can't see them, it's okay."Turning to Rose, I inquired, "What's for breakfast?""Oh, I was about to prepare fried chicken, but I held off, awaiting your instr
Pretending to head back to my room, I suddenly stopped in my tracks. With cautious curiosity, I peered from a corner, keeping a watchful eye on Lora and my uncle as they followed Rose. As they disappeared from my sight, a growing sense of unease gnawed at me, leaving me with an unsettling feeling that there was much more to their unexpected visit than met the eye. As I stormed into my room, a torrent of curse words erupted from my lips. "That's a damn son of a bitch!!" I spat out with furious intensity. I slammed my fist against the big standing mirror next to my bed, shattering it into countless shards. "Ah!" I winced as I stared at my bleeding hand, feeling neither pain nor remorse. "He sent his lackeys, instead of having the guts to come himself," I seethed with a rage that consumed me. Then, I burst into hysterical laughter. "But, it's fine... I mean, since I plan to wipe out the entire family, I'll need to find them first. And since they just walked right into my trap on their
"Seriously, how much further do we have to go?" Lora's voice dripped with frustration as she inquired of the maid. Her eyes scanned the endless corridor lined with ornate doors, each hiding secrets within. "We've literally passed like a thousand rooms. Why not choose from these?" The impatience in her tone was palpable, echoing the exhaustion etched on her face. Rose, the maid, remained silent. The dim light in the corridor flickered, casting eerie shadows across the walls until they reached a stop between two large, vacant rooms. Rose hesitated, her gaze shifting between the doors as if hoping one would speak to her and provide an easy solution. "I'm sorry... I'm just following orders," She finally replied, her voice soft as a whisper, her eyes meeting Lora's with a gentle smile that held a hint of melancholy. "You can choose from either of these rooms." She gestured gracefully to the doors opposite each other, her movements mirroring the elegance of a ballet dancer. "Please, rest u
New York ~~~~~~ "Ah!" Lucian sighed in frustration as he kept staring at his phone, his brows furrowed in disappointment. "Why isn't she calling me?" he asked, pouting like a disappointed child, his impatience clear in his tone. Ken, clearly exasperated, gritted his teeth in annoyance. "Why don't you just call her... so we'll get back to work, Sir? At this rate, we won't be able to finish on time," he pointed out, his words edged with irritation, his professionalism challenged by Lucian's fixation. Lucian let out another sigh, his frustration apparent. "I wanted her to call me first," he declared, his voice tinged with stubbornness. The room hung heavy with the tension between their differing priorities – one, a desire for personal connection, and the other, a commitment to professional responsibilities. Ken just kept staring at him. For the ten years he had worked with Lucian, this was the first time he was acting like a teenager. Even when he was at that age, he never behaved thi
Breakfast was served, and I found myself already sitting and eating before Leo and Lora came down to join me. Lora's complaint echoed in the room as she took her seat, followed closely by Leo."Jeez, you could have waited for us before eating?" Lora protested her annoyance evident.Without raising my head, I replied to her, my voice calm, "Oh, sorry, I totally forgot. I had visitors." With a forced smile, I added, "I didn’t actually invite you over so…""It is only natural," remarked Uncle Leo in a humble tone, his voice filled with grace. "We are grateful for your hospitality," he added, expressing his polite appreciation, which stood in stark contrast to Lora's annoyance. The room appeared to vibrate with tension, as if every word and gesture carried the burden of unspoken emotions. As we gathered around the table, an undercurrent of unease subtly permeated the atmosphere."Well... you're not welcome," I mouthed again, my words sharp, and I continued eating, my focus on the food in
The silence stretched far, echoing the weight of the unspoken truths. Leo remained silent, his eyes fixed on me, as if waiting for my reaction. Lora sighed, clearly frustrated by the lack of explanation from Leo. "Mom did.” she replied instead, her voice soft but carrying a note of certainty. "Oh, did she now?" I questioned in a low, seething voice, feeling the rage within me bubbling to the surface. "That's awfully kind of her." My words were laced with sarcasm, my anger threatening to spill over, as the betrayal of those closest to me fueled the inferno of emotions raging within. Turning to Uncle, Lora asked, annoyed, "Why are you making it seem like a big secret?" I remained silent, my eyes fixed on him, waiting for an explanation. "I wasn't," he replied, his voice defensive. "Yes, you were," she countered, her frustration clear in her tone. He sighed loudly, his patience wearing thin. "She asked me to come, but this stubborn head here decided to tag along," he spat out, glar
************************************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