Note: *** This chapter has sexual content *** Lucille buried her head in his chest as he carried her into his bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed like she was a fragile object that might break if roughed up. Without letting her take a breath, he pressed his body on her and grabbed her lips. The kiss started slowly but it gradually increased into a rough and hungry one. Lucille wrapped her arms across his neck and devoured his lips hungrily. If there was one thing she knew how to do best, it would be kissing. When she was dating Noah, she couldn't give him sex but was all down with kissing and romance. While kissing, Ramsey's hands found their way to her breasts and groped them. A soft moan left Lucille's mouth.He removed her dress and unclasped her brassiere. The two already-ripened oranges came into view as soon as he removed the brassiere from her chest. At that moment, Ramsey's groin became hardened. He pinched himself to keep himself from doing it rashly. He was aware L
LUCILLE When I woke up the next day and tried to stand up, my whole body felt numb. As if that wasn't enough, my pussy was heavy and sore. I groaned, trying to get out of the bed.With the way I was engulfed with discomfort, I couldn't stop myself from blaming Ramsey, "It's all your fault, Ramsey," I mumbled under my breath, pinching my face as I took slow and careful steps into the bathroom.When I opened the door and stepped in, my jaw dropped in shock. "Wow!" I exclaimed with widened eyes. There were glimmers of admiration and excitement in my eyes.The bathtub was filled to the brim with water and petals of rose were beautifully arranged on it. The same petals of the rose were arranged in a heart shape on the floor. And different scents of aromatic candles were lit there.All the stress and discomfort in my body disappeared as I inhaled the scents. Tears welled up in my eyes, realizing how romantic my husband was. He didn't look like someone who would do something like this b
LUCILLE When I stepped into Ramsey's office. I met him in a compromising position with a woman. The woman's back was facing me so I couldn't see her face. Ramsey was on his seat, the woman was lying on his body, and his arms were wrapped around her waist. Although I couldn't catch a proper glimpse of what was going on between them it was easy to comprehend that they were making out. Inexplicable emotions enveloped my body. My lips and legs shuddered like I was an epileptic patient.Not Ramsey. I thought he was different from Noah. Was this the important meeting he left me in the house for? The bag I was clutching fell onto the floor and the sound of it made them stop whatever they were doing. The duo shamelessly turned, shocked and startled when they saw it was me. When I realized it was Rosemary, I shrank back, bewildered. It was Rosemary again. She told me she would steal Ramsey from me and she was already doing that with no iota of shame. Ramsey's eyes widened in shock. H
ROSEMARY If there was a day I regretted being born on earth, it would be this day. Lucille disgraced me and made me a laughing stock. The annoying part of it all was the look of contentment on her face while she was humiliating me. My teeth gritted my lower lips furiously, I only stopped after I tasted a metal liquid in my mouth. Bringing out my phone, I scrolled through the internet and saw my videos and pictures flying around. That bastard. She did as she promised. "Ah!" I yelled, angered and humiliated. It wasn't supposed to be Lucille. I was the one winning everything and the game changed so quickly. Is it because she had Ramsey behind her? Then, I heard the sound of the doorbell. Without looking at the person outside, I pressed the door open, and Noah walked in after some seconds. His face was stern and harsh. His brows wrinkled as he glanced at me with a deadly expression. At that moment, my heart skipped in fear. Has he found out about what I did at Ramsey's office a
Lucille and Ramsey were both having breakfast in the dining room when Ramsey's phone beeped.Suddenly, his smiling expression changed into a frown when he glanced at the message that just came in.Lucille noticed the abrupt change and inquired while chewing on the sandwich, "What's that? Is it some bad news?" With darkened eyes and a husky voice, he replied, "It's nothing,"Lucille chuckled and shook her head. She didn't accept that there was nothing wrong with him. "Ah! Stop doing that. Your face won't turn cold if there's nothing. Is it about business?" She asked with her eyes lifting keenly. "It's nothing. Let's eat," He simply said, tucking on the sandwich and coffee.Still, Lucille was bothered. She presumed they were partners and were not supposed to hide things from each other. His pain should be hers and they should share in each other's happiness too.After studying his tightened expression with scrutiny. She opened her mouth and was about to persuade him to tell her wha
RAMSEY When Angelina's message popped up this morning that she just got into the country and was bringing my son to me. I was shocked and speechless. Angelina was my childhood friend. She belonged to one of the most prestigious families in the country. She's the heiress of the Sebastian family. Five years ago, I got drugged by a rival company and raped Angelina. Although I didn't know how that happened despite being a principled man, I just had to accept that it happened that way because of the hickeys in her body and the soreness in her lower part. She left without a trace five years ago and she was back with a son. My son. Seeing her text again brought back the feeling of guilt and remorse I had years back. And I have vowed to satisfy her and do whatever she wants. As soon as Lucille ran out angrily, I pushed Angelina away and maintained enough distance. "What was that, Angelina?" I inquired, trying not to raise my voice so that I did not scare Emmanuel away. She tightene
LUCILLE I dashed into my room as soon as I got home and flopped onto the bed, stuffing my face into the pillow. I sobbed uncontrollably. The whole thing happening seemed like a Televista. How can Ramsey do that to me? What have I done? Is he married before getting married to me? Different thoughts filled my mind until I finally remembered how we both started. It was all a facade. Our marriage! The feelings! And the memories! They were all facade. It wasn't supposed to happen between us no matter what. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with me. He only got married to me because of his business which he had sorted but I was the one who forced him into permanently being my husband. I was such a fool to be easily carried away by the momentary enjoyment. I was enjoying another woman's position like an idiot. The more I reminisced on the memories we'd shared, the more the tears rushing out of my eyes increased. The moment I heard the horn of his car, I hurriedly rushed to the door
LUCILLEHonestly, I had nothing on my mind when I saw her. No anger. No affection. No hatred toward her. Instead, I began to pity her for making her stay away from Ramsey. I saw myself as a wicked personality, who was enjoying what wasn't hers without remorse. "Hello!" She finally spoke up, breaking the silence between us. There was an ambiguous expression on her face. So unclear and impossible to speculate the exact thought swarming her mind.I gulped hard and forced out a faint smile, "Hi!" I waved back.She swayed her eyes from my head to toes, pushing her tongue to the side, inspecting my posture and confidence.Truth be told, she wasn't just a gorgeous and perfect woman with her looks. The glimmers in her eyes were intimidating and could make anyone attempt to hide beneath the ground. Lowering my head, I pursed my lips and intertwined my fingers to ease the terrifying sensations evading the better part of me. "Has it gotten to the extent of you stalking my son and I?" She f
LUCILLEA part of my brows raised in confusion as I wondered why she was in my office. And she wasn't just in my office but also sitting in my seat. "Mr. Matthew!" I called, clicking my heels on the Italian floor as I walked toward my chair. When Rosemary saw me, her mouth curled into a sinister smile. "Oh! You are here, Mrs. Lucille," "Yeah! What's going on? Why is she here?" I asked, darting my gaze on the Germans. I intentionally didn't pay Rosemary attention. She wasn't worth it. "That's the main reason we are here. After much.....," I stopped him before he could continue his statement. "I'm sorry, but can you teach the girl you brought some manners? She should know better not to sit on a seat that isn't hers," I spat without looking at her. My voice was already becoming rude. "Ah! Miss Rosemary, that isn't right. Please, come and sit with us." For some seconds, Rosemary stared at me unblinking as if she had something to say, she then stood up and sat on the
Chapter 52 Ramsey was in a state of shock. He glared at me, unblinking. I didn't spare him a glance. I didn't have his time yet. "You want my husband, huh? " I shouted, pulling her hair roughly. When she tried to fight back, I snatched her hand and twisted it aggressively. "Haven't you exhibited enough displays of shame? How dare you covet my husband?" My grip was getting tighter and harsher. Her screams were getting louder. Ramsey was scared I might make her pass out and he rushed toward us. Before he could get to my side, I sent him hateful and threatening stares which rendered him powerless, and sent him back to the bed he stood up from. I pushed Emilia to the couch and tied her hands with Ramsey's tie that I found on the floor. Afterward, I rummaged through her room and found a rope that I used to tie her to the couch. "Your punishment is simple. You just have to sit here and watch what you can never feel or taste," I mumbled. Ramsey and Emilia were stupefied and c
LUCILLE "$10 million!" Ramsey shouted, raising his number tag.Deafening silence clouded the hall. It was silent enough for the sound of a fallen needle to be heard. The guests fixed their eyes on us, surprised but my husband's face was as calm as a dove.Sheepishly, my head dropped because I couldn't withstand the effect of the piercing eyes on my body. "The bid for the necklace will close at one, two, and three," The man shouted, ringing the bell. "Why did you do that? That was a lot of money," It came out from me in a breathy whisper.Indifferently, he stared at me and retracted his gaze after some seconds, picked up the glass of wine on the table, and sipped it, "You love it!" He answered in a simple manner without looking at my face.I was stupefied. It was too much. I couldn't believe he spent that amount of money on that necklace just because I loved it.After an hour and a half, the auction ended and people were asked to merry until they were ready to leave.While seate
LUCILLE "Fuck! Why did you...." Before I could complete my statement, his huge dick slid into my pussy. A soft moan escaped my mouth. "You are so delicious, babe. I cannot have enough of you," Ramsey let out, thrusting his dick in and out of my pussy slowly. Then, his pace grew faster. In the room, our bodies entwined as we dived into pleasure, lust, and satisfaction. *. *. * By the time it was morning, I was already tired because Ramsey didn't let me go until it was almost dawn. I didn't know where he got his strength from but he seemed to get stronger at every sex round. Maybe it was because it had been long since we last had it. "Babe! Wake up," He muttered, pinching my cheeks as he forced me up. Stretching and grumbling disappointedly because I was forced to open my eyes, I sat up on the bed. A loud groan left my mouth as soon as I got up. A wave of pain enveloped me from my lap down to my head. I squinted my face and glared at Ramsey with a frown. "See! This is all
LUCILLE While thinking of how to pay Ramsey back for what he did to me, I drifted off to sleep. "Lucille! Open your eyes. We are here," I heard Ramsey's soft and low voice. He was patting my shoulder gently. Slowly, I unlocked my eyes and realized the jet had landed. "Oh! I slept off," I let out, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. He pressed his lips on my forehead, giving me a comforting and reassuring kiss, then carried me in his arms out of the jet. Afterward, he unhurriedly helped me stand on my feet. "Where are we?" I inquired, scrutinizing the field with my eyes, astounded by the beautiful surroundings I was seeing. For a fact, I knew we were out of our country. "Somewhere you would love to be," He said, locking my hand with his and we sauntered out of the airport. I could hear the whisperings and gasps from the people as we passed them by. Some were complimenting how we look perfect beside each other while others cursed me for staying beside a perfect man like Ramse
LUCILLE With a forced smile, I turned, glimpsing at her emotionlessly. "It's nice meeting you after a while, Ms. Rosemary. How are you holding up? I don't think you can come somewhere like this. Perhaps, you came to seduce another woman's husband," I exclaimed in an audible voice, intentionally making people hear what we were talking about. A glint of hatred and defeat flashed across her eyes but was swiftly concealed with an ambiguous emotion. She also forced out a smile and mumbled, "No, Lucille. I should be asking what a low class person like you is doing in a Dynamic Hotel. Have you gotten a rich, pot-bellied man who's funding your fake luxurious lifestyle?" I scoffed, revealing my set of teeth. Then, I shook my head. "Never, my dear. I am different from a whore and betrayal who snatched her best friend's fiance. Oh! Talking of that, how is your lover boy holding up? I heard his family is in turbulence right now," I said, staring deep into her eyes unblinkingly. Her
LUCILLE I hate the fact that he didn't leave me alone to die. Why did he save me?Honestly, I am tired. I am tired of getting into trouble while leaving one. The chaos in my life kept increasing every day since I got married to Ramsey. "What!" He muttered, puzzled by my statement. "Yes. I want a divorce. I am tired of everything," I let out, tears gliding out of my eyes. "Calm down, Lucille. You are not in your best condition right now," Ramsey discreetly reminded, checking my countenance so that he would be sure he hadn't made a wrong statement. "I don't care if I am in my best condition or not, Ramsey. I want a divorce and that's it. Leave me alone. I want my life back. I want my stress-free life back. Give it back to me," I yelled, glaring deep into his eyes. He pulled me into a warm embrace before I could make another utterance. Then, he softly said, "I cannot leave you, Lucille. You have to stay with me and let us fight this battle together. I cannot do without y
RAMSEY My heart dropped when I saw Lucille inside the filled bathtub, lying lifeless. "Lucille!" I yelled, rushing to her side, without noticing the slippery floor. As I was about to get to her, I slipped and hit my buttock on the floor. Without wasting a lot of time groaning, I sprang up and dashed to her. "Lucille!! Lucille!!!" I called, hitting her cheeks continually to revive her. I touched her pulse. It was still active. That made me a bit relaxed. I carried her out of the bathtub into the bedroom, wore her a dress, and hurriedly took her to the hospital. I was certain the doctors must be tired of seeing us regularly at the hospital. I wouldn't lie. Ever since we got married, I had caused Lucille nothing but pain and discomfort. I had a lot of trouble lurking around and she was the one who always ended up in it. Getting to the hospital took all the night before her condition became stable.*. *. * Tyler Newton's House The trio sat in the living room, glancing at
LUCILLE I opened my eyes weakly but was forced to close them back because of the intense pain in my head. However, seeing that I was in an unfamiliar and dimmed-lit room, I was forced to unlock them. "Wow!!! It took you ten minutes to be finally awake," A masculine voice rang in the room, probing me to glance in the direction of the voice and I saw a man standing by the door. It looked like he just finished locking it. My eyes swayed all over his body and I realized that he was putting on nothing but shorts that hugged his body tightly and was showing the curviness of his gigantic manhood. My heart skipped at the sight. Then, it dawned on me that I had been tricked. The little crying boy was a trap laid for me and I'd foolishly stepped into their trap. "What do you want from me?" I questioned in a shaky voice, dragging myself backward as he moved toward me. An ambiguous smile spread across his face as he walked closer. "What do you think? Your body or your money?" The smile s