Lucille’s POVEven though his calm and soothing voice gripped me, I shook myself off that trance and pushed him off my body. I was frantic, standing up from the bed, aiming to escape from him. However... Bang! My toes hit the edge of the bed in my haste and I went flying forward to the floor. “Ahhh….” I let out a loud and fearful scream as I saw the ground in view and how I was going to hit my head and this brought back memories of how I fell to my death in my past life and how I was flung off the road when I was hit by Vanessa. I closed my eyes as a feeling of dread overwhelmed me, I couldn't hold onto anything to stop my fall and the feeling that I was going to die again appeared in my head. Maybe this was why Martin had told me he didn't want to see me die again. Maybe this was… bang!My body hit a hard surface and I let out a groan, however, it wasn't painful. It was oddly comforting. My body curled up in this comforting moment and I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was
Lucille’s POVKent’s head snapped in my direction and he had an apologetic expression on his face. “I'm sorry, beautiful. I was just jealous.” Kent said, his eyes showing sincerity. One thing he was known for was that he was very aggressive in showing how he felt. He was the stark opposite of Martin. “So you both want to be at loggerheads with each other?” I arched a brow, curiously. “Yes.” They nodded. “Over what?” I frowned. “You!” They answered in sync. I froze for a minute but in the next second, I let out a chuckle and then a scoff. I looked from Kent to Martin, they looked so serious and didn't seem like they were going to stop. “Alright then.” I shrugged. “Fight each other…” I spread my arms to my sides, showing nonchalance. Kent suddenly smiled hearing my answer but Martin looked at me with a suspicious expression. “Anyone that wins…” I let out a cunning smile and then smiled, “Should go to hell!” Kent’s face changed, his eyes dimming slightly. He didn't look pleased
Lucille’s POVAfter a few talks with my father, I left to my room with him promising to send the details of what I would oversee in the company. While I was away from home, I went to college and graduated with a business degree which would come in handy now. Everything was set as Lucas and I were going to be at the forefront, overseeing the family business. However, all that wasn't a big deal for me. What went through my mind were those photos and why the date coincided with the date my family was going public. It may be that I was just overthinking and there was no correlation, but when I recalled how calculative Vanessa was, I knew her moves were not just taken lightly. Was her family maltreated in the King’s mansion? I didn't know about that. The only thing I could do was ask questions. I nodded at that thought and was about to walk out of my room when there was a knock on the door. “Lucille, are you in?” Lucas called out.“Yes!” I answered immediately and quickly went to open
Lucille’s POVI looked at Vanessa, knowing she wanted to be the perfect woman before Mrs. Wallace. Her association with Brandon came much more earlier than I expected. And even though I wanted to divorce Brandon, she still wanted him. Then why don’t I let her have him? Maybe she would finally stop going after me and Brandon would also be on his own. “Answer the question, you bitch!” Mrs. Wallace yelled, bringing me out of my thoughts. Brandon also came forward, trying to drag his mother away. “Mother, that’s enough.” He said, staring at me apologetically but I didn't even acknowledge him. Was he trying to play the good cop? I scoffed in my mind, knowing the devil that lay beneath his goodness. “Mrs. Wallace, you wanted to know the truth, right?” I spoke up, looking at her with a smile. “Yes! Tell me! Did you cheat on Brandon?” She flung his arm to the side, staring at me intently. I didn't know why she was so concerned and particular about knowing the truth. Even Brandon stood s
Lucille’s POV“Are you happy?” Lucas nudged my shoulders as we traveled back home. I slowly looked at him, trying to understand and answer his question in my mind. “Are you happy you finally divorced Brandon?” He asked again and I smiled. “Huh, I guess so…” I shrugged. Divorcing Brandon was one of the things I wanted to do so much and now that I have gotten rid of that pesky fly, I was supposed to be happy. But then, I didn't feel fulfilled at all. The main reason why I divorced three times was still hanging around, and even threatening me. The way Vanessa had said I should wait for her gift was really setting me off. “Is there something on your mind?” Lucas probed, looking at me worriedly. “You know I never knew why you wanted to divorce Brandon in the first place but when I saw Vanessa, I knew it.” He sucked in his breath, looking at me with a conflicted expression. “Are you trying to avoid being happy because of Vanessa? Do you think she would ruin whatever belongs to you?” L
Kent's POVI was so eager to see Lucille tonight and with what Martin and I had planned for her, I knew she would have no choice but to accept our help."Tonight, let me be the one to speak...You are not going to say anything, or else you will ruin it like last time." I said to Martin who was also eager to see her. However, when I turned to look at him, he was looking down at his phone with a serious expression."Lucille has divorced Brandon." He said simply, but the slight raise of his lips showed that he was bubbling inside. I was happy too, knowing that that bastard was out of her life for good."We promised to protect her from harm, we should continue to do that." I nodded, a sweet feeling of happiness in my heart. "How about Vanessa?" I asked curiously."She is set to marry Brandon, everything is going as planned," Martin replied, nodding his head assuringly at me. We had planned everything, arranged every detail, and even made Vanessa get close to Brandon's mother. Vanessa was t
Martin’s POVSeeing Lucille in the bathtub, looking almost lifeless finally snapped the restraint in my head. How could that bastard put his hands on her? She was like a doll, an egg I pampered. And after what happened when we weren't able to save her, I was ready to put my life on the line just for her. And then there was one nitwit who did this to her? I couldn't take it!Instantly, I shot up to my feet, my eyes blazing with fury as I dashed out of the bathroom. “Where are you going?” Kent rushed after me. “Watch Lucille!” I ordered but he didn't leave. In the next second, I got to the bartender and he was still unconscious on the floor. By his side was a small packet and I looked down at it to see it was the aphrodisiac drug he used.“This bastard!” I yelled and in the next second, I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him across to the side of the room where there was a jar of water. Splash!!Water spilled on the bartender’s face and he immediately coughed, aggressively, lo
Martin’s POVI couldn't match up with Lucille’s strength on time when I felt myself being drawn to the bed and my body fell over hers, but then she was so full of energy that she turned me over and got on top of me. This time, her breasts dangled, rubbing on my clothed chest while she looked at me with eyes ravaged with lust. I lost my breath for a second because she looked so sexy, and I couldn't get enough of her.“Kiss me…” She whispered, bending toward my lips and I didn't hesitate to press my lips on her luscious ones. My fingers moved slowly into her hair, feeling how soft it was as I bit into her bottom lip. My eyes shut, feeling the same connection I used to feel when we were still a couple. Soon, my clothes were off my body and Lucille took over, rubbing her nether regions on me. “You are so needy…huh?” I whispered, and with one move, I was on top, pinning her underneath me. Her hands were pinned above her head and her legs were pinned under mine. But she looked mad. She w
Lucille’s POVI couldn't help the blush that spread across my face as I let Martin sniff me and kiss my neck continuously. Deep down, I was also contemplating my answer to his question. “I need an answer, wifey…” He groaned, embracing me even tighter. “Wifey?” I chuckled, my blush reddening the more. “What? You like it when I call you that?” He smirked, looking at me with a proud gaze and I nodded immediately. “I just can’t believe we are back together, so fast and so suddenly…” I said, with a small tone filled with happiness. I imagined how much joy and happy family I lost in my past life because my brother and former friend decided to sabotage me. Maybe this was why I was given another chance at life. The universe wanted me to be happy again. “Let’s go home, Martin.” I chuckled. “We can have the fun we need back at home, uninterrupted.”“Alright.” He nodded. “Let’s pack up first.”He let go of me after a long minute of several kisses, all over my face and body. I was a laughin
Lucille’s POVI halted, taking a deep breath to calm myself. Martin also helped me by squeezing my hand, rendering me the courage I needed. “Lucas…” I smiled, my eyes going round and I left Martin’s side and jumped straight into his arms. I embraced him even though he never expected me to do that. I never knew that I could pull off such a fake smile and fake excitement. I guessed desperate times called for desperate measures. “You left with father without a word,” I whined, looking at him with a displeased gaze. “Are you upset?” He asked, his face morphed with confusion.“Of course! How do you feel if you wake up one morning and your family is nowhere to be seen?” I snickered, still putting on a wronged expression. I took a step away from him and folded my hands on my chest. “You have to apologize to me!” I demanded. He raised his brows, looking from me to Martin and then back to me. “Is that why you got together with him? I thought I warned you against him?” Lucas asked, not c
Lucille’s POVI went silent, surprised that he would outrightly ask me to divorce Martin. He looked at me, sternly and for the first time in a long while, I was subdued of my father’s gaze. I could oppose or accept his command because he kept my gaze locked. Until my savior came...“I am afraid, sir. We can’t get divorced.” Martin spoke up and then held me by my waist, squeezing it to bring me back to my senses. “Yes, father.” I nodded, quickly while blinking. “I can’t divorce Martin. He means a lot to me–”“Are you seriously going back to him who cheated on you and sent you away? Lucille, I didn't raise you to be this low!” Lucian King banged his fists on the table, startling me and I flinched.However, Martin didn't move. He was steady and calm as always and he intervened. “Are you against our marriage because I am a member of the Luther family, or is it because you think I cheated on Lucille?” Martin asked. My father had to pick a side.“Both.” He groaned. “How could I let my d
Lucille’s POV“My father?” I gasped, shooting up to my feet. Martin willingly let go of me this time, and I grabbed my phone from Kent. Of course, there were a total of 50 missed calls from my father and also Lucas. They never called my phone this much in my entire life. “They must have seen the news...” Kent spoke up as I stared at my phone, scrolling through the messages. They were both demanding my location and I wondered if they were back home. In the background, Kent had put on the large television in the bedroom and the voice of the news anchor echoed in my ears. “NEW CHAIRMAN OF LUTH GROUP, MARTIN LUTHER WITH HIS WIFE, LUCILLE KING WERE INTRODUCED TO THE PUBLIC AND THE SHAREHOLDERS LAST NIGHT…”“Tone it down…my father is calling again…” I waved my hand, and then placed it on my chest. My heart beat rapidly as I watched the phone ring. What would my father say? Would he be disappointed in me? “You don’t have to be scared.” Kent held my waist and slowly pulled me to himsel
Lucille’s POVThe next morning…I opened my eyes which had gone puffy due to the tears from last night. My heart was heavy and as I lay on the bed, I stared at the white ceiling for longer than a minute wondering what decision Martin was going to make. Also, I felt Kent was sitting on the fence, however, his words from last night made me think otherwise. Just at that moment, a deep voice flowed into my ears. “You are awake…”My head snapped to the side as I saw Martin sitting casually on the couch close to my bed.“Martin…” I gasped, quickly sitting up. I was surprised to see him, and he didn't look anything that he was from last night. He was back to his usual self. I took out my legs from underneath the sheets, ready to climb down the bed…“Stay in bed. It’s still very early to rise.” His words were commanding and I found myself sitting. But my eyes searched his face in worry. “How long have you been here?” I asked. “You should have woken me up if you wanted to talk...” “You we
Lucille’s POV I was vexed, and hurt that he would just leave that way. Where was his dangerous self when he didn't want me alone with Kent? Where was his assertive self when he asked me to choose between him and Kent? And now, he just wanted to leave? If I had not stopped him earlier, he would have left without looking back. For the first time, I detested his calmness which I used to admire so much and thought was sexy. “You want to leave, right? Go!” I turned to leave, not wanting to beg him to stay. It was my fault for liking two men at the same time. It was my fault for not being able to choose between two wonderful men. Maybe I was too selfish. “Lucille! Wait!” He caught me before I could go further into the house. I halted my steps but I didn't turn to look at him, and then he walked to stand before me. “I don’t understand. Tell me what you mean by fighting for you. Who am I to fight? Kent?” He asked. I sighed at that question. I didn't want them to fight of course.
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