Lucille’s POV I went quiet at that question, feeling deflated that my father and brother would think such of me. I closed my eyes, to take a deep breath and then opened them again. “Dad…” I let out, my voice was a bit shaky. “Why would you think such?” I asked, feeling hurt. “I..” He stuttered over the phone. “I understand that you must feel hurt because you weren't named today.” I sighed at that, even though it was indeed hurtful and I was mocked for it by Vanessa, I knew they were trying to protect me. Also, that wasn't my main agenda. “I didn't come back to the family because of the fame or status, I want revenge on Vanessa and it seems that is not your priority anymore,” I said, my heart still with resolve. Since I won’t be part of the family business, I need to be on guard and active in bringing Vanessa to book. At the other end, he had gone silent and I could only hear his heavy breathing. “You are a powerful billionaire, why are you relenting? Don’t you wan
Lucille’s POV“What are you doing?” Lucas repeated as my body whirled to look at him. I gasped in shock and quickly gathered the papers together and sat on them. He frowned, looking straight at the stack of papers and I knew he was already suspicious but it made me sit my bottom even harder on the papers. “What are you doing here?” I asked, with raised brows. “Why didn't you knock?”“Do I have to knock before coming into your room?” Lucas frowned, his suspicious gaze deepening. “Yes, of course. It’s my room.” I nodded immediately. I didn't find it an issue before now but then there would be times I would need some privacy, just like now. But he was intruding. “Alright.” He didn't argue but his eyes didn't leave the papers. “What are those? Who gave you those?”“These…” I pointed at the papers beneath me. “They belong to me.”“Where did you get them?” He asked. “I had them. No one gave them to me.” I frowned, feeling very uneasy. I just wanted him to leave so I could concentrate.
Lucille’s POVThe next morning…I woke up, feeling hopeful for the day but one thing I wanted to do was to see my father. I had to talk to him one last time before I finally decided to see Kent and Martin. After Martin ended the call last night, I vowed not to take up their offer. I decided I was going to speak to my father first. We could deal with Vanessa together. I got out, dressed for the day and I went straight to the dining area where he was supposed to be with Lucas. I took a deep breath, to steady myself. The sad emotions from last night were still inside me but I did well to suppress them. I got into the dining area, expecting to see them but then I frowned. “Miss, you are up…” A servant perked up as soon as she saw me. She was setting the table but then, it was obviously for one person. “Quick, come eat…” She gestured at me but I frowned even harder. “Where is father and Lucas?” I asked. “They are out.” She said, looking all around cluelessly. “Didn't they tell you?”
Lucille’s POVI froze, my heart stopping for a moment as I felt Kent’s lips on mine. The scent of mint and pine wood flowed into my nose and I felt invigorated by him. It was sudden. I never expected it and in just seconds, it was over and I watched him pull away, with a nervous look on his face.I had always seen Kent as an impatient, bubbly, and impulsive man but at this moment, he was someone else. However, that didn't stop the anger that arose in my heart due to his actions.“You–”“Shush…” He quickly put his finger on my lips, stopping me from speaking. But I didn't let him shut me up, I slapped his finger off my lips and glared at him, my eyes shooting venom. “How dare you!” I yelled, my fists clenching. “You may want to help me but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to me. You are just–”“I'm sorry.” He cut me off, his expression turning meek and docile. “What?” I frowned, with a scoff. “You are sorry? Is the kiss an accident? Are you trying to feign innocence?”“No
Lucille’s POV“Martin…” I stood up from the couch where I was sitting in the footage while I watched Martin and Vanessa with horror in my eyes. Why were they holding hands? These two people who had never met each other were suddenly acting all lovely.“What are you saying? Divorce? How?” My voice raised a notch higher and I was slowly getting piped and angry. I was just a young wife at the time who didn't even know how to navigate the situation.And before I knew it, I went ahead to separate Martin and Vanessa, with so much force. However, at that moment, Martin caught hold of my hand and threw me backward, my back banging on the couch. Pain! That was what I felt, both physically and emotionally, both in the footage and in the present time. I took it then, but not now. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” I yelled out, drawing Kent’s and Martin's attention from the video and they looked at me, blankly. “Did you both bring me here to show me that? Do you want me to relive my pain–”
Lucille’s POVI watched as Martin pushed Vanessa and warned her never to come close to him. After that, the footage of my divorce with Kent played too and the same thing happened.In the end, they both appeared to detest Vanessa. I stood in place, frozen by what I was watching. How was I supposed to take in that they had lied to me all this while? It was too surreal and stupid to believe. Why would they go as far as faking a divorce to send me away?“This is fake, right?” I sneered. “The video is fake!” “No.” They answered in unison. Martin stepped forward and held my arm while he looked at me calmly, “We figured it was time to tell you the truth. For us to go on amicably, we at least owe you the truth.”“Kent and I never meant to hurt you. We were just forced to do so–”“Why?” I snapped, suddenly, dragging my hand away from him. “If you both claim you didn't want to hurt me, why then did you do it? Who forced you? Vanessa?”“You both mean to tell me that a woman like her would forc
Lucille’s POVI could no longer disapprove of what Martin and Kent were saying to me. How Lucas was responsible for my attack at the hotel. It was absurd, yet so real. My brother was so happy that I was back to the family. Why this?“Is he in contact with Vanessa? Did they plan this together?” I asked. I recalled that that bitch was subtly threatening me and she wanted to do something evil. I couldn't fathom how I would feel if those two were in cahoots. “No. Lucas did it on his own.” Martin shook his head. My heart bled, and I staggered, almost falling to the floor but Kent quickly stood up and held my shoulders. “That’s enough for today, Lucille. You need to rest.” Kent said and swiftly, he carried me up, princess style. “I will take you to your room.”I simply nodded, weakly as I didn't have the will to push him away. He glanced at Martin before leaving with me and slowly, I receded into the back of my mind as once again, the feeling of betrayal washed over me. Did my family
Lucille’s POVThe next morning…After my conversation with Kent, he made sure I had a good night's rest before leaving so early in the morning. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him place a kiss on my cheek as he left my room. Now, it was 8:00am, I was out of bed and I was being led to the dining area in the mansion. I was dressed in a long tube white dress with my hair, flowing beautifully and I saw Martin sitting at the head of the table already. He stood up as soon as he saw me, and a smile formed on his face. “You look heavenly…and serene.” He walked forward, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, with so much calmness. We matched each other’s energy at that moment. “Thanks.” I blushed as he led me toward the table. I sat to his right as the servants started to serve our breakfast. And then I noticed that Kent wasn't there. “Where is Kent?” I asked. “He left this morning for an urgent meeting,” Martin said as he placed an omelet on my plate. “You both must have had a lo
Aurora’s POVAs Uncle Kieran bent my body forward and my eyes fell on his thick cock, which stood proud and flailed around as he sucked me, I felt my body ripple even more with need. The sight of his pink cap that made his dick seem like a lollipop caused my mouth to water and I just wanted his dick in my mouth. It felt sacred to see and touch and I couldn't help but ask for permission to take it in my mouth. And when Uncle Kieran said it was all mine, I didn't hesitate. I arched my back, putting my knees deep into the water and my calf on the sides of his waist. Firstly, my hand held onto his dick, feeling its big size before I put it in my mouth. However, I didn't get to twirl my tongue around it as a jolt of pleasure hit me. “Ahh…” I let out a moan, with my mouth wide, giving Uncle Kieran’s dick more room to flow into my mouth. I was choking on his dick, struggling to take him in as I couldn't keep my body steady due to the pleasure from my pussy. I felt his tongue, deep wit
Martin’s POV“Drive to Kent’s mansion!” I ordered the driver as I watched Kent and Lucille drive away. My elbow rested on the car door, while I covered my clenched jaw with my palm. How dare that bastard try to take Lucille away from me? I was her first husband! Only my marriage to her would be recognized but that didn't seem to hold much weight because Kent wouldn't relent.In as much as both of us were on the same page about helping Lucille after a circumstance in which we were involved together, it didn't mean we were on the same page about who would be Lucille's lover now. We never talked about it and it didn't seem to be a big deal then because we were trying to get her to understand us. And now that she did, I regretted not setting it straight with Kent.At this point, the driver rode just behind Kent’s car and I watched the back window like a hawk, wondering what could be going on inside but I could see nothing. All I could do was sit back and follow after them. __After in
Lucille’s POV“Damn it!” I facepalmed myself, disappointed that we were in the car and we needed to get out. Kent let go and rested his head on my chest as he breathed heavily. “Should we continue?” He asked. “Of course not.” I rolled my eyes. “Then everyone will know what we are doing here.”“The driver already knows though.” Kent snickered with a smile as he looked up at me. “There is no way we are staying here!” I pushed him off me, suddenly finding the car a bit too cramped. I was embarrassed knowing the driver knew of our actions and Kent wasn't making it easy either. How could he think of staying when the driver had asked us to get down?“Why did he even knock?” Kent frowned, scowling in displeasure. “I was just about to have you to myself…”“Don’t worry.” I smiled. “We can do that when we go in. No one will disturb us then.” I held his chin, playing with his skin with my fingers. But then his eyes roamed down to my chest and a newfound hunger arose in them. “What are you l
Lucille’s POVThe car went silent and Kent still had his hands on his thighs. I didn't know if he was shocked or not but I could only hear his heavy breathing. I sat upright and turned his face, to look straight into his eyes, “Kent, say something.” I nudged him by the shoulders. “Don’t make me feel like I have done something wrong.” I cried. “I have tried to suppress whatever I feel for you both but it’s not happening.” My voice turned shaky and my eyes turned red.“You both swooped in and out of my life just like that and you both have the same influence on me…”“Shh…” He cut me off, placing a finger on my lips. I didn't know what he was feeling because his face was blank now. “You don’t have to explain yourself, Lucille. I understand how you feel.” He said, a small smile playing on his face. “You do?” I arched a brow at him. “Hmm…” He nodded. “I see how you struggle between Martin and I. Both of us are fighting for a space in your heart but none of us outweigh the other.” I w
Lucille’s POVMartin’s hand tightened around me beneath the table and the lines on his forehead scrunched up in irritation. “Grandmother–”I didn't want him to speak rudely to his grandmother, so, I cut him off, “You shouldn't really be expecting babies from us.” My smile was apt, looking like the kindest Goddess while in my heart, I was staring daggers at her. Of course, the family members gasped at my words but only Martin stayed calm. On the other hand, the old lady looked disturbed and confused at my words. Did she think I was going to accept her words that easily?“If you are not going to give us babies, then what is your contribution to the family?” Aunt Mary raised a brow at me, looking sassy and judgy. This time, before I could speak, Martin spoke up. “She is not popping out babies for the family, is she?” His calm tone reverberated through the table, commanding attention from them all. “If Grandmother wants great grand babies so much, she can marry off any of my cousins
Lucille’s POV“What do you say, huh?” He nudged me with his lips. I sighed, wrapping my hands tightly around him while I rested on his shoulder. “I don’t know what to say, Kent. Wouldn't it be too overwhelming for me?” Handling two men, whether it was pretense or not, was wild to me. But I couldn't deny that these two men were slowly creeping into my heart. “I will make it less overwhelming. I will be your comfort behind the scenes…” He assured me, his voice sounded so enticing that I couldn't refuse. “Please, don’t refuse me.” He whispered in my ear, and at the same time, he bit my earlobe, making me shake in his arms. “Alright.” I smiled, but my smile was hidden behind his neck. If he only knew the excitement and thrill that coursed through my body because of the prospect of what he was proposing. Spending time with Martin was already thrilling enough, but Kent was going to bring a wild vibe I looked forward to. “That’s my girl.” He nudged me to look at him and then kissed me
Lucille’s POV“Are you sure?” His tone was suddenly deeper than usual and his aura became a bit calm.“Yes?” I turned to him, again and noticed his eyes had gone dim. Instantly, I knew what he was thinking. “Kent, it’s just my zipper. Nothing special. You won't be in the room when I take off my clothes, would you?” I poked him in the arm, trying to reduce the tense atmosphere. “I know…” He looked away from me. “But you know how I feel about that.”“Your back is one of the sexiest parts of your body.” He was truthful, not mincing words. However, I was speechless, not knowing what to say. “I wouldn't be able to control myself when I see it.” He shook his head. Of course, I recalled how he used to adore me and make love to me from behind when we were married. He even suggested I got a spine tattoo at the time but I didn't get to do that, because of the divorce. “It wouldn't get to that…I guess…” I stuttered, feeling shaky inside me. “Just close your eyes and unzip it, please.”Getti
Lucille’s POVAs Vanessa was scrambling to explain herself to Brandon, I knew it was my cue to leave. I couldn't go back to Martin at the event hall so I quickly sent a text to Kent. As I typed on my phone and proceeded to walk out, Brandon stood in my way. “Lucille, wait.” He held my hand as well. “What do you want?” I asked, wiggling my hand out of his grasp. He looked troubled as he swiped his hand through his hair again and again and then placed his hands on his waist. “Tell me, why are you with that bastard? Because he is a Luth heir?” He asked. “Brandon!” Vanessa called out, enraged that he was speaking to me. However, he didn't pay any heed to her as he continued to look at me. “Why should I tell you that?” I sneered. “It’s none of your business–”“It is my business!” He snapped at me, stepping closer and I had to lean further into the wall. “You are my woman! And I wouldn't let you slip away from my hands!”His words sounded like what a deranged man would say and if h
Lucille’s POVMy smile dropped and anger replaced it, searing deeper into my heart like an arrow. However, I had to stay calm. There were no emotions in business. We were still at the party and things could escalate and I might end up embarrassing Martin. So, I walked straight to the sink to at least wash my hands so I could get out of there. I watched Vanessa through the mirror before the sink, discreetly and she also watched my every move. But even though she knew I was watching her, I didn't acknowledge her. “So, are you going to stand there and act as if I am invisible?” She sashayed toward me, her smile looking scary. “Maybe you are.” I chuckled, with a shrug of shoulders. I finished washing my hand and went ahead to dry my hands. But she followed after me still. “Lucille, I never knew you were so cunning.” She continued behind me. But I gave no answer. My emotions were stable whereas, hers weren't because she was still caught off guard by everything. She continued, “You