Lucien was out of his mind with worry; his conversation with Mara about her decision to have dinner with Alexander Russo on his yacht was the last he had heard from her.Her location was not only off but her phone was also switched off, he had tried to call when she had not gotten back to him on any progress. He did not think it was time yet to contact the police on her disappearance but he was already on the phone with his brother Jason and his wife Elizabeth.“I am sure Mara is fine” Elizabeth told him, she was pregnant and he had not wanted her to hear about it but they were friends and he could hardly hide anything from Elizabeth“Her phone is off” Lucien breathed“It probably died and she is unaware, we can only start panicking if by tomorrow we still haven’t heard a word from her and I do not think that Alexander is stupid enough to do anything to her with how popular he is; he might be dangerous but he is definitely nor stupid” Elizabeth told himHe wished he had her confidence
She and Lucien had had sex before; in fact twice, if you count the time he dragged her out of his brother’s club and straight to his apartment where he fucked her thoroughly that she saw stars all through the day but each time with him always felt like the first time. She wasn’t a girl to be so enamored by sexual intercourse but he had a way about him and he was messing with her mind at the moment.Lucien raised his hand to trail the features of Mara’s neck before they curled around it, choking her. Her eyes fluttered closed as her lips parted, taking slow breaths while his other hand continued their exploration of her body, stopping briefly to palm her perked up nipples.“Lucien, I need you” Mara pleaded, her lips quivering“Not yet” Lucien growled as his fingers flick over her clit once and then twice till he was going in circular motions and pinching them slightly.His hand around her neck loosens as he drives them up her face and one finger into her mouth; Mara sucked on the finge
She was sated, thoroughly fucked and satisfied by Lucien and so she watched him sleep, marveling at how beautiful he looked sleeping without a care in the world. His chest rising and falling with each breath he took and a stray lock of hair over his face; he looked like a god and she, his human discretionHe had indeed ruined her, if she was wide awake watching him sleep while her eyes drooped. She had wanted to see what he looked like without the billionaire façade he always had to put on and it had been worth the wait for him to fall asleep.He had an arm draped around her waist and even as she tried to free herself, he only tightened his grip and mumbled incoherently with a frown furrowing his forehead.Mara laughed at this and scooted closer, watching his face relax and a smile coat his lips. Her hand moved of its own volition, brushing the hair from his face as she continued watching him sleep.Her visit to Alexander had left her skin crawling and her mind screaming danger but on
As Mara crouched at an unnatural angle in the bathroom while Lucien rammed her from behind, the slaps of his balls against her ass resounding, she wondered if anyone would attend her funeral once they learnt that she had slipped and fell in the bathroom whilst having sex.Bathroom sex was amazing, it wasn’t exactly what these blasted authors have written about but she could attest to the fact that once you overlooked plunging to your death on the cold and hard tile, it was amazing.Her moans and screams filled the air, forming a song that would stay with her for all eternity. After he had come in on her finger fucking herself, he had slapped her pussy so hard whilst muttering how she had been a bad girl and when he had turned her over growling about how he was going to fuck her senseless, she squealed in delight.“Your ass is beautiful, I want to spank it all day” Lucien groaned, his hand coming down on one of her butt cheek as he fucked her.Her moans drove him crazy, especially when
“You are smiling” Alexander commented.He was in Mara’s office with the materials and they were supposed to be discussing various options for her other needs with the release of her new clothing line“I am” Mara said, clearing her throat as she focused on the laptop in front of her.Lucien had dropped her off at the office not before another round of amazing sex and as he kissed her on the lips, he mumbled the various things he wanted to do to her.“We could have amazing sex in your office with your breasts pressed against the window”“You are disgusting and people will see”But even as she said that, she could imagine the whole scene and could not help the thrill that raced up her spine.“Do you think I care? I want to tear that shirt off you and fuck you from behind with your pretty office skirt bunched up at your waist” He said, his eyes hooded as he watched her.“I have to go” Mara breathed, her cheeks hot.“Goodbye, pretty girl.” He said, placing a kiss on her forehead before he
“He did what?” Lucien bellowed, rising to his feet like he had just been pricked.Mara had not wanted to say anything to him but he had managed to get it out of her coupled with the fact that she looked really miserable.“I just… it was really scary for me and now I know exactly how he feels about me so I won’t be seeing him alone ever again”“I will contact a friend in the police force to have him picked up right away” Lucien vowed, looking around for his phone.“There is no need for that; he is leaving for Italy in three days” Mara stopped him“He told you that?”“Yes and I don’t think I want to make any more trouble with this. You said it yourself that he is a dangerous man”“We should not let him get away with this” Lucien fumed.He wanted to bring hell down on the bastard but that hell also included Mara who wanted no part in it. He obviously could not act without her permission and it infuriated him that he wasn’t there to protect her from the bastard’s prying fingers“We shall
The dinner with Lucien’s family was only going to be a one-time thing, he had promised but that did not stop the nervous racks from coursing through Mara’s spine as she got out of the car. She had been here quite a number of times but as Elizabeth’s friend and not in any way related to the happenings in the family. Pretending to be Lucien’s fiancée was putting her in a kind of spot and making her self-conscious which was something she never felt.“I am here” Lucien whispered in her ear, jolting her from her thoughts.“Here goes nothing then” she responded, casting him a smile as she walked ahead of himAs usual Lucien’s mother was always one to hire a full catering service for just a tiny family dinner and apparently she had not invited Jason and Elizabeth over. This only meant she wanted to assert dominance as the matriarch of the Rodrigues family and Mara did not see any wrong in that not like she was vying for the position anyways.“Lucien” His mother called out from where she stoo
TWENTY FIVEAlexander Russo continued staring at the painting, even when his men came to inform him on the arrival of the girl he had asked them to bring to him… Mara Sinclair.He had thought it would surely be a hard mission judging by the way he had made a fool of himself by grabbing her in her office and muttering such words of hate. He had let his anger show and he had sufficiently punished himself for that.Alexander winced as he got up from where he sat, walking over to where the painting hung. He had gone over to her office the next day to offer his most sincere apologies but had been told of her break for the rest of the week. She was hiding from him and it was fine but he was a Russo and that was one thing she had underestimated.He had figured out where she lived almost immediately and had gone visiting but as usual Lucien Rodrigues had taken her from there; tempting him.There was only one place they had to be and it had been hard trying to figure out where Lucien lived. He
CAMILLAAfter the previous day encounter and the kiss… I wasn’t sure I wanted to be on the same team with Nathan.In all honesty, I wasn’t sure exactly what I wanted.My lips still tingled from the memory of Nathan’s kiss, and yet, the feeling did NOT settle in the way I expected. It wasn’t the passionate rush of desire or the warmth of something more. No, it was an unsettled ache, a reminder that whatever this was between us was anything but simple.I stared at the ceiling, my mind spinning in a hundred different directions. My thoughts kept circling back to that kiss.Why had he gone and kissed me?The last thing I needed was to get caught up in Nathan’s mess, in whatever internal struggle he was going through. I could not afford to lose myself in him. Not again. He had kissed me, and now I had to decide whether to let it go or pull back before things went any further.I dragged myself out of bed, staring at the clock—7:00 AM. My meeting with Nathan was at 9:00, but I had a hundred t
NATHANI was stalling.Her apartment had grown quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of a clock on the wall, but I stayed seated at her table, watching her stack dishes in the sink. My car was fixed. My excuse to linger here was gone. Yet I couldn’t bring myself to leave.She moved with a confidence that was uniquely Camilla. She wasn’t trying to impress anyone…least of all me…but damn, she did. I traced the curve of her spine with my eyes as she walked back into the living room, her bare feet soft against the floorboards.I should have been thinking about Eleanor. About Trish. About Alicent. About the cold-blooded satisfaction I would feel when the truth about Eleanor’s death finally saw the light of day. But all I could think about was how Camilla and how I should be apologizing to her.“You’re awfully quiet,” she said, sitting across from me, tilting her head to study me.“I have been accused of worse.”She rolled her eyes. “You are always like this. Mysterious and brooding. You wou
CAMILLA “Good morning.” I started at him, unsure of exactly what I was looking at. Then it hit me: the smell. Warm and savory, the scent of something cooking drifted through the air…eggs, maybe toast. It was so out of place… he was out of place here. I moved, the motion sending a fresh wave of pain through my skull and a queasiness to my stomach. I groaned again, slower this time, trying to steady myself. “Morning,” I mumbled hoarsely, my voice barely more than a croak. He was standing by the stove, his back to me, a pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. His shirt was untucked, the fabric clinging to his broad shoulders in a way that made him seem even larger than usual. In my tiny kitchen, he looked impossibly big, like he didn’t belong there, yet somehow…he fit. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice weak but laced with confusion. Nathan glanced over his shoulder, his profile catching the morning light. His hair was a little messy, like he hadn’t bothered t
CAMILLAIt was useless feeling sorry for myself, I thought.The lighting in the club was low as I stepped in with my friend, Bella.“Not bad” I murmured.“Told you” She responded triumphantly. “This is what you need to get over him. Nathan Clark is an asshole and should dump him in the dust where he belongs”I wanted to correct her that he wasn’t an asshole, he was merely disturbed but I did not.I was not here to sympathize with him or even think about him. I was here to have fun and that is what I am going to do.I was putting on a red dress and it complimented my eyes way more than I thought it would.“Come on, we should get a drink” Bella pulled me to the bar.The bartender winked at both of us and then asked what we would likeIt was at the tip of my tongue to say nothing but I was at a club, wasn’t I?“Sex on the beach” I announced.Bella turned to me, surprise in her eyes. I was pretty sure she thought she would have to force me to drink.“I would have the same” She told the ma
NATHANThere was nothing to say as I dropped Camilla off at her home.I waited until I was sure she had gotten in before I headed in the direction of my mother in law’s house.I pushed in Christian’s number, my teeth gritting as it rang.I was furious.I did not want to admit I was more furious at myself than anything.“How did your date go?” Christian’s asked as soon as the phone line clicked.“Send me the name of the witness” I grunted.“What is wrong?”“Send the name, dammit”“You need to calm down, Nathan. Where are you going?”“To settle this once and for all” I told him. “Now send the damned number to me”I hung up before he had the chance to say anything or convince me to back away because I would not.I drove way above the speed limit, stopping only when I had gotten to the mansion’s gate.It brought back memories of family dinners where I had to defend Eleanor over and over again. Where snide remarks about the reason I was with her reached my ears and she said nothing about
CAMILLA“I did not think I was ever going to see you again, Camilla” Sarah smiled as soon as I entered the restaurant.She wagged a finger in Nathan’s direction, shaking her head at him.“With the kind of food you sell? I will be coming in here for a very long time” I smiled back.Nathan and I took our seats and waited.She had a queue as usual and I could not help the smile as I glanced around.“You would have watched your father kill me” Nathan commented.“I admit that would have made me feel better for a bit” I told him.He appeared shocked but I could tell from the way his eyes twinkled with delight that he thought it hilarious.I had not expected he would go over to my parent’s house especially seeing as I wasn’t there in the first place.My father however had called me when he arrived with a gun to his head and asked if I wanted to see him. I had hesitated just for the fun of it“I deserved that”“Yes you did” I agreed.“Thank you for coming here with me”I nodded once.Sarah dr
NATHANI was pacing like a fucking clown.I was expecting Camilla at the office today to discuss the project that we were involved in together and I could not help the restlessness coursing through my body.I wasn’t one to be this nervous about anything.“Deep breaths” I told myself, trying to go along with my instructions but to no avail.So much so that when my receptionist announced her presence, I had worked myself into a frenzy.My breath caught in my throat as she walked in, her eyes taking the room before settling on me with stark clarity.What had I been thinking? I thought.Starved of attention?Who was the blithering idiot now?“You look well” She commented, taking the seat in front of me.“You look beautiful” I murmured.She paused, her eyes meeting mine.Sparks flew, that was for sure.“How do you feel?” She asked instead.“Much better. Thank you for attending to me yesterday. For even accepting the phone call from me”“Of course, I am not a demon even though I do hate you
CAMILLAI stared at my ringing phone with Nathan displayed boldly as the callers ID.What the fuck did he want?I however put it to my ear, my heart jumping at the sound of his voice“Camilla, I know you can hear me” He rasped“What do you want?” I asked.“To talk” He answered.His voice appeared tortured… like there was something wrong with him and for a minute I was concerned before my head overrode my stupidity.“Concerning the project-” I began“Not concerning the-” He sighed, his voice trailing off.“I need you” He muttered softly that if I had not been paying attention, I would have missed that simple statement.“Mr Clark” I stopped when I heard his labored breathing.“Is something wrong with you?”“No, its nothing… I just need to speak with you”“Nathan, what is the matter? You sound distressed”He chuckled and then I heard him cough in the background“You are not concerned about me now, are you?”“This is not a joke, what is wrong with you?” I asked again, feeling panicky.He
CAMILLAMy father drove us straight to the house and I did not argue nor say anything when we arrived and my mother enveloped me in a hug.“Oh baby” She crooned.“I am okay” I reassured her“Come on in”I inhaled the familiar scent of home, my muscles relaxing.“I am going to bed” I announced.Their words fell over themselves as they agreed immediately to my request.My eyes closed as soon as I fell on the bed. I did not want to think of anything, I did not want to begin to analyze the anger in my heart directed at one person in particular.When I finally opened my eyes, it was noon.I made my way downstairs and was met with the searching eyes of both my parents.“Are you okay, baby?” My mother asked.I took a seat beside them.“I am not some fragile child you have to be worried about always, mother” I said.“You are my child and I have every reason to be worried about you” she countered.“I am going to be fine” I told her.My father said nothing but I turned to him anyways.“I have d