“Why does your brother kiss you on the lips?” <---- same question, why is Derek such a pervert? **P.S: Lucian and Derek met at CHAPTER 48 - They met again ***DON'T FORGET TO ADD THE STORY ON YOUR LIBRARY #VOTE #BladeAndSieve #LucianAndLatton #LattonAndLucian #HeyStranger
MONDAY at nine o’clock in the morning. The owner of Mist Prix personally joined the meeting that was held in the C. I conference room. The meeting was joined by John, Lucian, and George. Meanwhile, Thalia the Mist Prix owner was with her secretary and a lawyer. “We are happy that you had the time to meet us early on a Monday, Miss Smith,” George says gleefully. “I always have time for business George, please just call me Thalia.” She responded with a smile on her face. George nods. After exchanging pleasantries. Lucian gave a rundown on where they are on the project and the target date of completion. Thalia is pleased with the figures and everything went smoothly. “Brilliant, everything is brilliant. What they say is true. Caldwell International does have the best father and son tandem in business.” She exclaimed with glee in her tone and a tint of jealousy. I feel that I made the right decision. “Thank you for your kind words, Thalia,” said Lucian. “How about we go out for an
LUCIAN is looking for Latton and, to his surprise, she’s in Canada. He was furious and his possessiveness became known to her. He called her immediately. Ring! Ring! After two rings, she answered. “Hel….” She hadn't finished her sentence when she was bombarded with questions. “Who’s with you? Are you seeing someone in there? Why didn’t you tell me you were going somewhere?” She could sense the uneasiness in his voice. “Woah! Woah! Woah! Hold your horses.” She says, “To answer your questions, I’m with Chloe. I’m not seeing anyone, this is purely business and this is a last-minute favor Luci, asks me to do.” He heaves deeply, then responds with a low softer tone. “How long will you be there?” “3 to 5 days tops.” He grunted. “That’s too long. I need you here.” “What do you need me for?” She asks in confusion. “I’m stressed out. I need to fuck!” She held the bridge of her nose, “ Tsk, tsk! Aren’t you too horny?” He sneered. “Don’t flatter yourself too much, Miss.” He says wi
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE=== BREATHLESS. Lucian whispers to her ear, “Have you tried pleasuring yourself using water?” She shook her head vigorously and stared at him with curiosity, then asked, “What do you mean?” He grins sadistically then turns on the hot shower, shifts the shower trim to move the water flow from the fixed shower head to the handheld, then begins to spritz her with it. He held her from behind while whispering in her ear. “If I’m not around you can do this to satisfy yourself. This is the only thing I permit you to do.” He sprayed hot water on her back then slowly move the shower head to her legs to her thighs while he was kissing her on the neck, licking, sucking, nibbling his way from her earlobes. She moves her head upward and bites her lower lip, she moans softly. “He really knows how to captivate me.” She said to herself as she felt the warmth of her juices slowly soaking her insides. Shortly, he turned her around to face him, the
AT DINNER, Lucian mentioned the Grand Prix as C.I.'s new client. Latton smiles then says, “I remember meeting the owner of the Grand Prix. He's old with a beard. He looks like Gandalf from Lord of the Rings.” He laughs at her remarks, then responds. “You meant Benjamin Malt?” She nods. “He’s no longer the owner of the Grand Prix.” “Oh! Who’s the owner now?” “Thalia Smith.” Latton chokes on her food upon hearing the name, then coughs vigorously. Lucian immediately handed her a glass of water and then patted her back, “Are you okay?” She nods. Her eyes reddened. Her mood immediately changes and her face contorts. She smiles bitterly as memories of Lucius asking her to help Chloe enter her mind. “That’s why he asks for help. Let me guess I can’t return to California if I try to book a flight and the jet will have issues.” She thought to herself. She then put her theory to the test. She took her phone and texted the pilot of their private jet. A response was sent to her momentarily st
LUCIAN is busy driving back to the hotel. He glanced at Latton, comfortably seated in the passenger seat. He then starts imagining what would happen if they stayed in Canada. They could get a cabin in the middle of the forest in Newfoundland and Labrador. Wake up in each other's arms. Breathe fresh air every day while walking hand in hand and enjoying nature. They could work remotely at home in their 3-bedroom bungalow cabin. Unknowingly, he starts smiling. Meanwhile, she was thinking about how Lucius betrayed her and sent her to Canada just because Thalia had returned to the country. “You’re supposed to be always on my side Luci.” She thought to herself. Her face is filled with dismay, and it pains her to think that her father is once again controlling everything around her. She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice she began to cry. He was still smiling when the tears in her eyes caught his attention, “Why are you crying?” His voice immediately brought her bac
TEN in the evening Lucian’s private jet landed at Los Angeles International Airport and was parked in the hangar. Where his car is parked nearby and inside it is the new phone Jenny bought for him. He handed the new phone to Latton and said, “What are you planning to do with the old phone?” “I don’t know yet. They can’t track me down if the phone is off, can they?” “No they can’t. I’ll drive you to Fleur to take a rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow with good news.” She nods and with a gentle tone she says, “Thanks. I won’t forget everything you are doing for me.” “300,” he mumbles. She furrowed her brows and glanced at him in confusion, “What?” “This costs you an additional 300 days on top of what’s left in the 90 days.” She scoffed, “Lucian, you can’t do that. If you get married within that time, then I’ll be a mistress and I don’t want to be called like that.” He held her chin then said in a domineering tone, “You don’t make the rules my little one. The moment you accepted my of
WHEN LUCIAN arrives at work after driving Malena home, almost everyone is congratulating him. Mystified by whom spread the news about him having a baby, he called Jenny to his office and told her to investigate and let him know immediately if she found something out. The latter gladly took the task and left his office. Shortly after, he received a call from his father asking him to go to his office, which he immediately did. He enters his father’s office then asks in a curious tone, “Dad, Is there something wrong with the project?” George shook his head then said, “It’s about the news circulating. Is it true? That you are having a baby with Malena?” Lucian sat on the couch then said, “Yes.” George could feel the exhaustion and sorrow in Lucian’s words, and it concerned him, “For a person who’s having a child of his own to his long-time girlfriend. You seem…” He paused then sighs. “Unhappy. Is there something wrong?” Lucian lowered his head, “I’m not sure.” He clasped his hands the
LUCIUS frantically calls Latton’s number, but his calls cannot connect. He wanted to speak to her yesterday, but after the meeting she left the building, and until now, she hasn’t come home yet. He thought going to the office early and waiting for her arrival would be the best choice, but it was already 9am, and she hadn't arrived. “Shit!” He yelled. “I really messed up this time.” He gulped slowly then dialed Albert’s number, which was soon answered. “Do you have any news about Latton?” Albert asked with an annoyed tone. Lucius' lips trembled instantly, and he couldn’t help but touch the back of his neck and massage it. He slowly breathed out but before he could speak. He heard Albert say,“ Latton, what are you doing here?” Lucius' eyes widened in horror and he promptly disconnected the call. He then sat on Latton’s office chair while staring at his quivering hands. Meanwhile, Latton entered her father’s office, her face conveying dismay and rage. “Tell me something I don’t know, Da