SPEAK, OLD MAN

Lucien frowns. Who dares to call him while he is having breakfast with his family? Is the person tired of living? He grits his teeth and without looking at the caller, hangs up.

He grabs a fork and punches on a chicken sausage to eat, but his phone starts ringing again, much more loudly than before.

The Pearsons exchange sidelong glances.

"It could be important, honey. Why not take it?" Juliet says with a shrug of her shoulders. Calling him honey makes her feel so good!

It's as if she has butterflies in her stomach. The sensation is as sweet as the moment before orgasm. So thrilling and breathtaking.

Lucien sweetly smiles up at her and shakes his head. "Nothing is more important than you; nothing is more important than you all! Everything else can wait until we are done!"

The Pearsons can't help the sensation that pulls through them. His words are too delightful! And he says them with so much casualty as if they are nothing!

Santiago has a soft expression on his face as he stares at