Richard has been gone for more than twenty minutes now and hasn't yet returned. Naturally, it shouldn't take him more than five minutes to do that as there are several surveillance cameras in an office just opposite the private room.Scarlet sitting half naked on the couch a few meters away from the door is becoming so worried and the excitement she was feeling minutes ago is slowly fading away. Her palms are pressed together and her face is sullen.Her mind is wondering if Richard just abandoned her with the excuse of going to get a camera after turning her on and getting her this messed up with his touches or if something erroneous has happened to him.She doesn't know why she is this bothered about a man who merely wants to fuck her for revenge and abandon her after that but she can't help it, she wants him so badly that her body is arching for his touch.Although her excitement is slowly fading away, her nipples are still as hard as a rock and she is still fuckingly wet. She ach
Richard thinks Scarlet is merely joking with her last statement so he doesn't give it much thought instead he grins even harder as he keeps making his way toward her but his little grin vanishes the moment she stands and hurriedly starts looking for her gown.His brows curve up in utmost confusion and he stops in his tracks watching her every movement as she picks up her gown and starts dressing up.He is at a loss for words. All his life he has always thought that all ladies love it extremely big so when his dick was just five inches, he had taken some drugs and herbals which got it to the length it is now; more than seven inches, if not eight inches or nine.All the ladies he had met in the past– his dead wife included– all loved it big too which is currently leaving him in shock as he watches Scarlet dress up speedily as if she will die the next second if she doesn't.Perhaps if he knew there are women like Scarlet who probably love it moderate, he would not have done what he did.
Lucien is at loss for words. That is what the owner of that familiar voice that is deeply etched in his mind always does to him. She speaks willingly while he finds it hard to. She always knocks him off his feet. The only human who does. He is always helpless when it comes to her. At times he wonders if that is the way every guy in love feels whenever their love speaks or if it is just him alone. But this time he is not just at loss for words because she spoke but because his cover might soon be blown. Since he came back, he has been doing his best to keep his identity a secret from Juliet and everyone else by keeping a low profile and his plan has been working perfectly fine. He knows that Brianna already sees him differently since he saved her parents and killed the helmsman of the Villes and might be harboring thoughts of who he really is but he hasn't been bothered at all. She can think anything she wants. But right now he is bothered because if Juliet has been awake all th
Juliet is so hurt. She had woken up an hour earlier than the doctor said she would and none of the nurses on duty were there to make the announcements as none of them expected her to wake up at the time she did.She didn't care about that though. She cared about something else; about Lucien.Before she stabbed herself, she had read the letter Mr. Corbin wrote and in her last breath kept thinking of the possibility that Lucien was the one that sent those gifts because the wordings of the letter were something she knew Lucien could write and also the ending stated that all the gifts belong to her just as Lucien stated that day in the sitting room– that day the gifts were given to them.The dots were too open for her not to notice that Lucien must have really done all that just to beg her one more time to forgive him. She has always been smart so it wasn't that hard for her to figure out. But what she didn't understand was how it was possible.Lucien she has always known is nothing but a
"Brianna, that's enough. Don't talk to her like that," Lucien can only mutter pleadingly seeing how heated the conversation is turning out and the possibility of it breaking into a fight anytime soon.But Brianna isn't having any of it. Her rage is at its apex and she knows she would never be calm if she doesn't say all she has to say.She isn't ready to back down yet. Not until she talks sense into Juliet.Lucien can see it in her eyes. But he doesn't like quarrels. Especially one based on baseless points. He stares pleadingly at her and shakes his head. "Please," he whispers."No Lucien! Even you can't stop me right now! I've had enough! I've had enough! Every time, my family members curse and insult you but you take it as nothing and still go all the way out for us! To be frank, I can take my dad and mum insulting you but she too? How could Juliet insult you after everything you've been doing just because of her?!" She pauses, breathes out, and turns fully to Juliet, her breathing
She tastes like vanilla and chocolate. Her lips are so soft that he keeps delving in and in.Lucien has no control over himself anymore. His body is on fire. His body is suddenly alive.It feels like he is in flames and the need to explode is so much.Juliet isn't left out too. She is mesmerized by his kisses and how it always makes her feel.She doesn't think she can be able to get enough of him. It feels like there's strawberry ice cream plastered all over his lips and tongue.Heck, that is her favorite ice cream! Her cheeks are all flushed. Her self-control is lost.She can't help but reciprocate. Her lips are sucking his. Their tongues are rolling against each other. Their hands are wrapped against each other so tightly.It is one thing for a kiss to be one-sided and another for it to be two-sided. They are fighting for dominance. They are speaking words through the kiss.This is the only one true kiss they have had since Lucien came back. This is the only true kiss they have ha
Has he heard any statement sweeter than the one he just heard? Lucien doesn't think he has.He doesn't know how he feels exactly but all he knows is he's aroused, excited and so many others he doesn't know how to put into words. For someone like him who had specially studied English separately after he finished studying his course of study, this is the first time he is lacking an English word to describe how he feels.But in visual description, he can say that becoming who he is currently doesn't give him as much as the satisfaction he is feeling now due to her statement. Not even the happiness he felt on the day he finally became a four-star general is enough to be compared to the joy he is feeling now.This feeling is on a different level. This feeling is extraordinary. It is taking so much for him to remain squatted before her when all he wants to do is scream out his lungs.His body is trembling and he is almost in tears as he recalls how long he had fantasized about this.He nev
Lucien sneers. Threatening to harm me by reporting me to me? Funny!Hmph, you must be truly blind as Brianna said. Always judging a book by its cover and believing that you can intimidate me. Even the President if he's here can't intimidate me! No one has been born in this world yet who can!He leisurely releases Juliet's nipple, squeezes it a bit, and turns to look at Mrs. Avery. His sneer deepens as he says."What if I'm the anonymous tycoon? Would you report what I'm doing now to me later?"Mrs. Avery and Juliet under him pale and for a moment their breathing hitches. Could it be that he truly is the one?Juliet's eyes dilate as she recalls the letter! Yes, yes! She had planned to give him a second chance and also get to know about him! She stares at him and gulps a little loudly. "You are truly the anonymous tycoon? The one that beat my dad hands down in the bidding war and also bought betrothal gifts for me? You wrote that letter?"Lucien smiles. Although he didn't read the letter