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Chapter 1

Scarlett Wolff

'Lusting over my dad's best friend' the world would surely judge me for wanting my dad's best friend on my bed. A man who was old enough to be my dad, but it has always been my fantasy for the past few years. Going to bed every night and seeing Lucien Alessandro in my sleep, doing what I've always wanted him to do to me. Because of this, sleeping often had become a habit, or rather a hobby for me since it was the only place I got to see him.

This began five years ago on my eighteenth birthday when I set my eyes on this greed demigod for the first time in my life. Although I've seen his old pictures he took with my dad, but fuck! I couldn't stop the wetness underneath my pants and the hotness that spread through my body when I saw him in person for the first time. The desire and need I felt then, the urge to be taken by this man right there even though I knew it was wrong, would forever be etched in my memories.

For five years, I would lock myself up in my room, watching dirty videos and imagining myself being fucked by Lucien. Yes, that is how crazy and obsessed I am with him.

Though it had been five years already, every moment spent with him, his smiles, his sexy voice, his handsome face. The hot body that laid underneath his clothes. Everything about him was still etched in my memory. Something I haven't been able to let go of over the years as I look forward to seeing him again.

'Your Mom and I are going to be away for six months. My friend, Lucien will come pick you up to go stay with him for that period. Be a good girl, darling' And my prayers were finally answered after years as my dad called me last two nights ago and gave me the good news. I had never jumped at an offer that excitedly in my life. It felt like I had won a jackpot. Fuck! It was more than a jackpot for me.

I felt a tingling feeling in my heart, a warmth feeling spreading through my body as I sat nervously on my bed with my neatly packed suitcase beside me, waiting for my Mr. Perfect to come get me.

I jumped with speed and picked up my phone when it beeped, my heart beating fast when I saw the text from Mr. Lucien.

I'm here.

“He's here! He's finally here!” I whispered nervously, going to check myself one more time in the mirror. I've always been confident about my looks knowing that I'm one hella beautiful young lady, but I suddenly lost my confidence. It felt like I wasn't good looking enough for him.

You look beautiful especially with that hairstyle, Scarlett.

My hands trembled as I carefully packed my blond hair up in a ponytail when I recalled the compliment he gave me years ago at my birthday party. I guess he liked me more in that hairstyle.

My heart pounded hard in my chest as I walked down the staircase, almost losing my balance as my legs were too weak to carry me.

I took a deep breath, adjusting my crop top before holding the doorknob, pulling the door open.

My heartbeat stopped for a second the moment I set eyes on Lucien Alessandro, leaning against his car as he waited for me.

Just like five years ago, he was still looking the same. He didn't age a bit.

His lips curled up in a smile, revealing his set of beautiful dentition as he waved at me from where he was standing as if to get my attention.

I swallowed a breath and hauled down my suitcase to the garage, my heart beating loud and clear that I could hear it in my ears. I stopped in front of him, holding my breath.

“H…hi!” My voice came out nervously as I looked up at his face to admire him. He had the most perfect chiselled face, sharp jawline, nubian-shaped nose, silky and smooth light skin, neatly shaved beards and silky black hair. Not forgetting his ever charming and sparkling hazel eyes. Those eyes that always had me weak in my legs. I swallowed a breath, drooling over his hot broad chest laying underneath his black cotton shirt.

“Scarlett…” My heart missed a beat when he tapped me on the shoulder gently, bringing me out of my trance, and it was then I realised he was already holding the car door open for me.

“Oh… sorry,” I muttered, bowing slightly.

“Let me help you with that,” his deep baritone voice melted my heart as he took my suitcase from me. I hopped in the front seat and waited for him to come join me.

Shortly after, he hopped on the driver's seat beside me, and started the car.

“Your seatbelt,” I was lost staring at him until he spoke up, and I turned my face away, embarrassed.

The ride to his house began.

I pressed my thighs together, biting my lip hard, trying hard to suppress a moan. I could bet my life that my pussy was already slimy. My heart quickened, and I felt my core tightened with a need I couldn't deny. I wanted him, I couldn't deny it.

Get it together, Scarlett. Pull yourself together.

I fought the urge to slide my hand inside my trouser and touch myself, the only thing I could do was move uncomfortably on the seat, holding my breath as I felt a soft flush creeping over my body.

“We are here,” I had no idea how long we'd been on the road as I was in my world of fantasy, but his deep voice disrupted me, bringing me back to reality, causing me to let out a breath. He was already parked at the parking lot.

He looked at me with concern, his eyebrows squinted as he asked. “Are you alright, Scarlett? You are sweating,”

I barely heard every other thing he said except my name. The way he called my name was so sweet. So sweet that I found myself imagining how it'll sound moaning it while he fucks the decency out of me. That is if I still had any at this point.

“Hmm. I'm fine,” I managed to nod my head, breathing heavily but lowly.

Oh… we are here…” I muttered, looking out of the window and gently doing away with the seatbelt before alighting from the car.

The garage had about five cars, all looking shiny and expensive.

My jaw dropped to the ground when I saw the elegant mansion in front of me.

“This way,” he led the way to the grand entrance with double doors, pushing it open once we got to it, revealing a long hallway leading to God knows where.

I trailed behind him as he walked elegantly in front of me, and we were soon welcomed into the spacious well furnished living room which had my mouth agape.

He paused and turned to me with a smile on his face as he said, “Welcome to my home, Scarlett. Feel at home. You will be well taken care of until your parents' return,”

“Thank you, Mr Lucien,” I returned the smile…