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HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 46
As Arina faced the unexpected visitor, a whirlwind of emotions churned within her like a tempestuous sea. The tension in the room hung heavy, stifling her breath and tightening her chest. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, Aaron's voice cut through the fog like a beacon of warmth and familiarity, filling the room with a sense of comfort that she desperately craved. "Hey, buddy!" Aaron's voice exclaimed, its warmth wrapping around Arina like a comforting embrace. His smile, as bright as the sun breaking through storm clouds, spread across his face as he greeted the newcomer with a friendly hug. Arina couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards her brother for coming to her defense, his pride in introducing her to Sage evident in his voice. With a playful twinkle in his eye, Sage turned to Aaron, pulling him into a playful embrace. "Are you the one who sold my house to this lady?" Sage's tone was teasing yet affectionate, his eyes dancing with mischief as he playfully nudged Aaron.
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 47
Ryan stepped into his hotel room, the opulent décor instantly enveloping him in a sense of luxury. The walls were adorned with rich tapestries, and soft ambient lighting cast a warm glow over the space. His king-sized bed was adorned with plush pillows and fine linens, inviting him to relax after a long day. His trusted aide, Charlie, stood nearby, ever ready to assist. “Charlie, tomorrow I want to visit the college,” Ryan declared, his voice carrying an air of authority as he settled into the room. “Yes, My King,” Charlie nodded obediently, his unwavering loyalty evident in his demeanor. “It should be confidential,” Ryan emphasized, his gaze piercing as he met Charlie's eyes. There was a sense of urgency in his tone, a reminder of the importance of discretion in their actions. As Ryan moved into the bathroom to freshen up, Charlie waited patiently, his mind already occupied with the tasks ahead. His cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence of the room. “She left wit
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 48
The hotel's grand entrance loomed before them, bathed in the warm glow of twilight. Marble pillars rose majestically, adorned with intricate carvings that spoke of opulence and grandeur. A red carpet unfurled like a crimson river, leading guests towards the golden doors that promised luxury within Lisa's eyes widened in awe as she stepped into the lobby of the King's Hotel, her gaze darting around to take in the opulent surroundings. Marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, casting prisms of light that danced across the room. Plush velvet armchairs beckoned guests to sink into their embrace, while the scent of fresh flowers mingled with the subtle notes of perfume wafting through the air. Sage led the way, his steps confident as he approached the concierge desk, where a friendly attendant stood ready to assist. “Welcome to the King's Hotel,” the attendant greeted them with a warm smile. “How may I assist you today?” “We have a reservation under the name
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 49
Arina's heart raced as she grappled with the intensity of the encounter, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as she struggled to maintain her composure in the face of such a formidable adversary. With each splash of water, Arina felt a sense of calm wash over her, the cool liquid soothing her frazzled nerves. She took a deep breath, allowing herself a moment of respite before steeling herself to return to the table. Surely, she thought, Ryan wouldn't dare to follow her here. But as Ryan entered the restroom, Arina's heart seemed to leap into her throat, her voice faltering as she attempted to speak. "Ma... star," she stammered, her words barely audible above the hum of the room's ventilation system. Ryan's presence filled the room, his aura commanding attention as he moved closer to her. "Glad you remembered me," he remarked, his voice smooth yet laced with an undercurrent of intensity. Arina's eyes flickered nervously, darting between Ryan's penetrating gaze and the exit
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 50
Arina's heart pounded against her chest, each beat echoing the turmoil within her like a thunderstorm raging in her chest. "Please forgive me for what I did that night," she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation, tears threatening to spill from her eyes like raindrops in a tempest. But Ryan's touch, though comforting, felt suffocating as he caressed her red hair with a tenderness that belied the tension in the air. "My Queen, you are too late to ask," he said, his voice low and commanding, carrying the weight of a king's decree. "What do you want?" Arina asked, her voice quivering as she fought to control her emotions, to suppress the fear that threatened to overwhelm her like a tsunami crashing against fragile shores. "You. It's so simple," Ryan replied, his tone sending shivers down her spine, his words a declaration of possession that chilled her to the bone. Arina's breath caught in her throat, her chest tightening with a sense of foreboding. "You can't," she whispered
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 51
Arina huffed in frustration as she struggled to open the anklet, her fingers fumbling with the delicate clasp. The diamond-studded ornament shimmered against her creamy skin, its beauty a stark contrast to the sense of confinement it imposed on her small ankle. Reyan had commissioned the royal ornaments designer to create the anklet, requesting a design that resembled a cuff rather than a traditional anklet. Being the esteemed royal designer, he had spared no expense in crafting the piece, aiming to earn the king's appreciation and a hefty sum of money in return. But to Arina, the anklet felt more like a chain than an ornament, suffocating her with its weight and symbolism. It was a constant reminder of her lack of freedom, making her feel like a prisoner with her foot shackled. Lost in her thoughts, she was jolted back to reality by the vibration of her mobile, signaling an incoming message. With a sense of trepidation, she unlocked her phone and saw a message from an unknown n
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 52
"Are we really going to New York?" Rosella's voice held a mix of excitement and uncertainty as she glanced at Barton, who was immersed in his phone, nodding absentmindedly. "Yes, we are," Barton replied, finally tearing his gaze away from the screen to meet her eyes. "I've been invited to a conference there." Rosella's face lit up with a smile, her thoughts already racing with visions of exploring the bustling streets of the Big Apple. "That sounds amazing! I can't wait." As Rosella hurried off to their room to pack, Barton's mind was elsewhere, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he exchanged messages with John about the latest developments in the mining industry. But beneath his facade of composure, a knot of tension gnawed at his stomach. The news from his source about the supervisor's investigation into suspicious activities sent a chill down Barton's spine. He knew all too well the potential consequences if his involvement were to be discovered, and the thought weig
HIS LUSTÂ Â Â Chapter 53
"Where's Arina?" Sage's voice trembled with anticipation as he scanned the bustling college courtyard, his heart pounding with the hope of catching a glimpse of her radiant presence. He had been waiting for this moment, eager to steal a few precious moments with her and perhaps, if luck was on his side, to carve out a space for himself in her life. "She's in a lecture right now, but she'll be here in the afternoon. Are you missing her?" Lisa's teasing tone held a knowing glint in her eye, betraying her awareness of Sage's longstanding crush on Arina. She had watched their dance of glances and subtle gestures unfold over time, and she couldn't help but smile at the prospect of their potential romance. "No, it's just her notes…" Sage's voice trailed off, his fingers absently creasing the nap of his shirt as he tried to quell the nervous fluttering in his stomach. He couldn't afford to let his feelings for Arina distract him from his goal of winning her affection, but the mere though
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