Chapter 4: Fire of his Wrath

"Lucas!" I called his name once more, the urgency in my voice echoing through the room.

He emanates a strong smell of alcohol, causing me to hold my breath as I crouch down to tap his shoulder. My hope was that this would bring him back to consciousness, but alas, he remained in a deep slumber. His hand raised and gestured for me to leave, a clear indication of his unwillingness to be disturbed. With a loud thud, his hand falls back onto the floor, as if it were nothing more than a flimsy piece of paper.

I let out a sigh, realizing that I had no choice but to help him up.

"Lucas, please, you need to wake up," I stated in a firmer and louder tone.

Despite my efforts, he continued to remain unresponsive, his body too heavy for me to lift. Adding to my dilemma, he refused to simply allow me to carry him, instead he wanted to walk around the room.

"Lucas," I mumbled once again.

I couldn't help but question why he didn't go to work, after all, he was the Mayor. Why would he choose to drink instead of fulfilling his duties?

Eventually, I managed to guide him to our bed, where I let go of his body and collapsed onto the mattress. Standing by the left side of the bed, I contemplated what to do next until I noticed him struggling to unbutton his dress shirt. He must be overheating wearing that.

"I need to remove his clothes and help him change into something more comfortable," I whispered to myself.

As I scrutinized his form, my heart began to race, as if it were trying to escape my chest. Shaking my head to regain my focus, I set about unbuttoning his shirt. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open, causing me to startle. Before I knew it, he had caught my wrist in his hand, gently pulling me closer to him.

"Why, Adeline, would you commit such an act? Why must you shatter our seemingly flawless family? I gave my all to you. I refrained from any actions that would displease you just to appease your desires. You are not content with the sacrifices I made? Do you have any further requests for me? Is there something else you long for? Please, enlighten me." His voice trembled as he spoke.

It was a different tone from his usual demeanor, yet his words resounded clear and true. Unconsciously, tears streamed down my cheeks at the sound of his words. These were the same questions I had for myself.

Why did I do the things I did to him?

What is wrong with me?

"Am I no longer intriguing to you? Have I lost my worth in bed? Am I not wealthy enough? Why am I not sufficient for you? Yes, I have my flaws. You have your shortcomings, too, but it didn't cross my head to cheat on you."

I would rather face Lucas in a fit of rage than see him like this. So broken and despondent, as if I am the sole cause of his pain. This is the side of him that I fear and struggle to comprehend.

At this moment, I wish for my memory to return, so I can give him the answers he seeks. So I can understand why I inflicted such pain upon him. With a deep breath, I composed myself and observed his action as he sat up and intertwined our fingers.

"I cannot bear to lose you. Losing you is not an option, Adeline. We can mend this. We must fix this. Let us revive our family from before, please," he pleaded.

As my own sobs choked me, I nodded in agreement. A weak smile graced Lucas' lips. It was heartwarming to see him smile at me again as he drew closer to my face. I knew what was coming, and I eagerly awaited for it.

His lips pressed against mine, like a fever dream. It caught me off guard, after tasting the fire of his wrath. He sets a pace and rhythm that is new to me, as we kiss. Feeling his lips on mine is foreign, stirring all of my unknown emotions I've never known. With one swift movement, he has me straddling his lap, his teeth tugging gently at my lower lip, earning a soft moan. My eyes flutter closed as he deftly shifts our positions. Now he's on top, his muscular body fitting perfectly against mine. From this view, I could say that we are a perfect match.

“Ohh, Lucas...”

Leaning closer, he brushes his lips against my neck, eliciting a desperate need within me. His skilled hands untied my robe, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. I can feel his eyes raking over my naked body, filled with pure lust and desire. Trying to control my own hunger, I reach up to run my fingers through his hair, but end up encountering his dry humps. My back arches with pleasure as his warm, wet lips latch onto my nipples. His hand molds my other breast, expertly teasing and pinching it, sending shivers down my spine. Just when I think he's finished, he surprises me by nibbling on the sensitive flesh, leaving a mark. I can't help but whimper for more.

To give him what he wants, I help him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. My hands tremble as I reveal his massive size, and I can't help but silently question myself if I can handle him tonight without ending up in the emergency room.

"Why?" Lucas asks, noticing my troubled gaze on his glory.

I swallow, meeting his intense gaze.

"You're..."

"It'll fit," he assured me before he claimed my lips, “I'll make sure it will perfectly fit, honey.”

Lucas bestowed a tender kiss upon me, tempting and diverting me from an unknown agony. My fingers gouged into his flesh as his entry seemed to tear me apart. Lucas halted, perplexed as he observed my agonizing response. He continues to stare at me confusedly.

"It's peculiar how you are this constricting tight once more, Adeline."