“Have you forgotten about our plan tonight?” His eyes narrowed down at her and his shapely cut eyebrows furrowed.“I don't remember ever telling you I'll be going out with you tonight. Also, I distinctly remember turning you down.”He let out a soft scoff. “I don't take no for an answer, Gwen. Moreover, you're already dressed and you look ravishing tonight, the dress looks good on you.” He complimented her, maintaining his natural demeanor.She gasped. Not like he gave a certain expression she was hoping to see but hearing him compliment her surprised her and she was nearly speechless. “Wh-what…thank you.” She stuttered.Eventually, a short smile snakes across his warm face. “Then shall we?”Gwendolyn was left speechless for a brief moment, how she was supposed to handle the situation perplexed her. She was aware Jeffery would be at her place at any moment and also Lucien was the last person she wanted to be with tonight, especially when she wasn't clear-headed. She moistened her low
“I'm not supposed to tell you this.”Perplexed, his brow ceased. “Tell me what? Did my grandfather threaten you?”She groaned with frustration and dampened her lower lip to hide her anxiety but her lips were still trembling. She attained her erect posture, staring deeply into his mariner blue eyes, she breathed out slowly and then turned to the chair. She sat down and gestured to him to do the same. However, he remained on his feet, stuffed his hands in his pockets, impatiently waiting for her to divulge every secret she was holding in.“I was invited to Redgrave mansion, and at first, I thought it was you who sent the invite. It turned out to be your grandfather, Mr. Robert, who approached me. I realize that what I did to you was terrible. However, I want to remind you that I asked for your consent, and you agreed to marry me. I didn't understand why people thought I had forced you into this. If you had refused that day, I would have accepted it, although I might have still tried to
“I surmise I was worried for nothing.” Immediately after the teleconference ended Margaret puffed out a sigh of relief, shuffling away from him to get seated on the couch in his home office. “It’s late,” He glanced over the wall clock. It was already past midnight and he was tired after a long day. If the project wasn't important to Margaret he wouldn’t have assisted her. His resting time was important to him more than anything else.“Thank you so much. I'm so lucky you're my husband, Lucien.” She muttered, pausing for air before continuing. “There's something I'd like to discuss with you but it seems that you're drained tonight. Maybe tomorrow.” She struggled with words, hoping that wouldn't provoke him.“Yes, I'm tired and I can't listen to anything right now. Also don't get your hopes up,” He shut his laptop, rose from his swirling office chair, then took his phone on his desk and headed toward the door. She watched him until he exited the office. She puffed out a despairing sigh
“Did you also threaten Mr. Robert the same way you threatened Gwendolyn?” Mr. Redgrave grinned cunningly. He spun around, walked up to a couch in his bedroom, and sat down carefully, holding his walk-stick close. He cupped his chin, staring at his grandson in a calm steady manner. “Did he say I threatened him?” His lips cropped into an indignation frown.“Isn’t that what you always do? Using people's weakness against them.”“Is that what you think of me, Lucien? Would you say that to the man who raised you and your siblings? That aside, Mr. Carey called me. Why are you bringing up a divorce now after two years of your marriage to his daughter?” “It has nothing to do with you.” He retorted.“It has everything to do with your grandfather. Have you forgotten we have a bargain?” He reminded him. If perhaps he had forgotten, he was more willing to remind him about it all.His body pulsed up with anger. Every word his grandfather said kept hitting his nerves. He was at the peak of losing
“Hi, Gwen.” He grinned winsomely, however, she leveled him a killer look as she contracted her lips into a frown.“You haven't answered my damn question. Are you stalking me now?” She seethed.“I’m not. Why are you avoiding me again? I thought we already talked about this yesterday. You won't answer my call or reply to my text, why are you doing this?” He enquired calmly, with one of his hands stuffed in his pocket.She hissed quietly as she rolled her eyes. “I told you, I don't want trouble. I just hope you'll understand this and leave me alone…because you're making everything hard for me by showing up before me. I can't deal with all of this.” She wagged her hands in the air, whimpering with frustration while trying not to look at him.Hearing that, he skipped a few strides close to her. He extended his hand to touch her so she could look at him but he hesitated. “Making everything hard for you? That's not what I'm trying to do. Do you have some minutes? Let's talk somewhere else, i
In the next second, they were back in his bedroom, still engaged in a passionate and lips-devouring smooch. Gwendolyn could scarcely explain how he brought her back to his room, the only thing she knew was when she eventually opened her eyes to look at him, they were both on their feet near the king-size bed. His mouth left hers in a swift motion, grazing her cheek down to her neck with kisses, her body quivering with nervousness. She was feeling nervous, and at the same time, her need was about to make her lose her mind. Every time his tongue brushed on her skin, her stomach always tingled. Suddenly, his hand caressed her back slowly, vaguely searching for a string. There, he found the zip. He zipped down her gown with reluctance. Even though he already felt his erection, hardening below, he was more willing to create room for a change of heart, if she wanted. Nevertheless, she wasn't going to stop him, they had both lost their minds in the pool of lust and love.“Ah, Lucien,” She
Immediately the call disconnected, Gwendolyn swerved around to look at him, holding her phone tightly. Her countenance wasn't pleasant, she was still worried despite her father assuring her everything was fine, he just needed her to be at the hospital with her stepmom.“Is everything all right?” His brows furrowed with confusion. Seeing how worried she looked, he couldn't gauge if everything was all right.With a shake of her head, “I’m not sure. I should be heading to the hospital now. He said she needs me there like I'm a doctor. I wonder if everything is fine as he said.” She enunciated impatiently. She stepped away from the chair, and then to the exit. Lucien tagged behind her as both of them ascended the stairs together. ”Hospital? Did something happen? Did he tell you what happened?“Yes. Remember I told you she's pregnant, right? I think it's almost time. She might be feeling uncomfortable. She'll need me there. She's in her third trimester. Fuck, I'm supposed to keep my phone
The room was as hushed as a grave. Gwendolyn kept checking her watch impatiently, however, she failed to notice that someone had been staring at her for so long. When Lilith glanced around the room, her eyes caught the person. She thought he was just passing by but seeing that he was staring at Gwendolyn through the transparent office glass, she decided to call for her attention. “Gwendolyn, did you notice a young man out there has been secretly checking you out?” She whispered into her ear as she gestured in the direction of the man standing near the glass.Gwendolyn barely heard everything she said. She had been in the room for thirty minutes, waiting to be summoned by the president. She had made up her mind to leave once the certain time she intended to spend at the company elapsed as she had an important business to handle. Being a prominent artiste, she had to manage her schedule and she wouldn't let one affect the other. However, an interview with the president was never pa