Flora's POV My lips are trembling. My limbs themselves are also trembling. I'm struggling to catch my breath right now as it feels as though a powerful invisible strong Force is sucking up all the entire oxygen in the air. Lucas scrambles towards a place in the slightly dark basement, and within the blink of an eye, he is not where to be found. I look around with fear wondering where the hell he went to as the fear in my chest increases. What the hell is he doing? Why did he choose to disappear like that? I wonder to myself as I look all around me with fear wondering if it will be a very wise idea to call his name. That's going to be bad because it's going to attract the attention of the attackers who are standing directly outside the door presently. I find my place beneath the table where Lucas asked me to hide and slowly attempt to pull down a shutter that looks as though it was erected like a door or something. I don't understand the structure of this table but I can tell
Flora's POVI blow against the beautiful petals of flowers as they brush against my nose, enticing my brain with their exotic smell while I take slow steps straight into the premises of Vance Enterprises. So many burdening thoughts are in my mind. I am determined to make things work and I am ready to take things the way it's supposed to be. I can't just sit back and watch my life and marriage crumble into a situation that my hand wouldn't be able to reach and adjust. I have to take matters into my own hands now and grab back what is mine and put our relationship back into the way it is supposed to be. Although I know it is the right decision to make, I am not sure if he is willing to accept it. His attitude these past few months is something that my mind and frame cannot bear, and it has placed my entire mood and countenance into a deep, vast darkness that my entire being can no longer contain. Thus, this is leading to the determination raging through my body. I grip tight against
Flora's POV I'm trying to contain and deal with the tension already rising in my chest as I begin to pant heavily, struggling to catch my breath. My mind is in chaos and I cannot bear what I just heard. I feel a little bit confused as I look around the hall, wondering where to head to. I am still standing before the bodyguard who is tapping into his telecom and seems to be talking with someone else at the other end, perhaps another fellow bodyguard. But that is not what is in my mind right now. There is another Mrs Vance. I don't get that sentence and it is making me confused. I look at the frightening bodyguard with a lot of thoughts, wondering if I should ask him more questions but he doesn't seem to be in the mood for me right now. I swallow hard and turn away to leave but then I stop. No, I can't. I need to see Damien right now. I need to get to the bottom of this. What the hell did this guard mean by Mrs. Vance having a meeting with him in his office when I was right here?
Flora's POV "Go home right now, Flora; this is not the time." Those are the only words that Damien speaks immediately as he continues to keep his gaze away from the both of us seemingly undisturbed that Victoria is attempting to humiliate me right now in his presence. I am left shocked beyond measure. I can't bear this. I can't comprehend this. What exactly is going on?" I'm going to need much more than 'go home, and this is not the time,' Damien; you have to explain to me what is going on." I ask, but he is not even saying anything. He remains seated in his chair, his arms folded and his gaze completely far away from where we are standing. "All right, enough of the chitty chats you little twat." Victoria's voice reaches my ears, forcing me to turn my head back to her with shock. She scoffs and shakes her head. "Enough with the fake confidence already. It's not like you have the power to overpower me right now. You are nothing less but the mere ants in my sight and I can decide
Flora's POV It is at this point that the confusion of the entire matter finally descends upon me making me grimace intensely as I stare at the glass cup in my hand. Exactly I really should ask myself that question. Why the hell am I attempting to drink myself to a stupor or because of the bastard I threw my heart away for? I shouldn't be weeping for him. He doesn't even deserve to have one tear drop down from my eyes for him. God, I detest the fact that I have just been played for a fool. I don't even know what to think. I feel extremely infuriated. The fact that none of his co-workers and even his bodyguard had even considered me as Mrs Vance is what is more infuriating. Does this mean that all the while, Victoria Hale has been Mrs. Vance they have known all through our years of marriage? "Earth to Flora," Lucas calls immediately forcing me to look up quickly at him. The warmth in his eyes makes my heart feel so soft as he takes two steps close to me and places both of his han
Lucas' POV I knew it was all going to get to this. Right from that very faithful day when I was seated back in my office with all the heavy loads of work on my head when that annoying newspaper stepped in, and I looked at it, I knew that this was going to be the result of everything. I had been pained and regretted my delay at that time. I had gone home and cried almost all night weeping and fussing over my bad luck at that piece of news. It showed on her face in the picture that she must have been so happy to join that Union. But I know the man in question and I know the kind of person he is. I knew that things weren't going to be as easy as she would have expected them to be. Damien Vance is not the kind of man a woman with dreams Of a Happy home should get involved with. That is one thing I know, which is the very reason I have always done my best to avoid any such interactions between the both of us. I have even ensured that none of my company members made any
Flora's POV Oh, God, in heaven. I cannot begin to explain what is going on within my system right now. My body is in a chaos. I frown slightly, give myself a very slight nudge, and attempt to at least look away from those mesmerizing, captivating eyes of his. But God it is just so freaking hard. I notice his Adam's apple bubble up and down as he, too, remains seated where is also gazing at me as if wanting to suck the living life out of me with his eyes. I have never known or seen any man in my life that will intrigue me as much as this fellow seated in front of me.He's just too perfect. Okay. I think I should look away now. I am beginning to hyperventilate. But hell I can't. I don't know. I find myself wishing I had been able to get deeper with him all those years back in high school. I wonder how life would have felt presently. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten involved with this bastard lunatic of a man who has placed me in this inconvenient situation. "I wish to take you a
Flora's POV Goddess. Why the hell is this just so freaking hard to stop. I wonder to myself as I wrap my arms tight around his neck, kissing him relentlessly as he gropes my ass and squeezes me tight, pulling me closer to himself.I can feel his budge rubbing relentlessly against my thighs forcing me to groan as I cling tightly against his hair.Great Lord. Why is it so hard to stop? Our voices come out in shivers as we continue to romance each other crazily as if we have never been this intimate before. I don't even know what is wrong with me. I don't know why I can't stop. The force that I am feeling between the both of us is so energetic and so powerful. God it is driving me crazy.He then briskly begins to trail his warm lips through my cheek, then to my neck, and then my chest.Fuck. This forces me to moan as I arch my back and then cling tightly to his hair. He trails his tongue down towards my cleavage."Oh God. Ahh." I find myself whispering as he begins to slide his palm
Flora's POV My lips are trembling. My limbs themselves are also trembling. I'm struggling to catch my breath right now as it feels as though a powerful invisible strong Force is sucking up all the entire oxygen in the air. Lucas scrambles towards a place in the slightly dark basement, and within the blink of an eye, he is not where to be found. I look around with fear wondering where the hell he went to as the fear in my chest increases. What the hell is he doing? Why did he choose to disappear like that? I wonder to myself as I look all around me with fear wondering if it will be a very wise idea to call his name. That's going to be bad because it's going to attract the attention of the attackers who are standing directly outside the door presently. I find my place beneath the table where Lucas asked me to hide and slowly attempt to pull down a shutter that looks as though it was erected like a door or something. I don't understand the structure of this table but I can tell
Lucas' POV What the bloody hell is going on right now? I feel so confused. I continue to drag her away with a deep frown on my face as I lead her down the basement of the boat, shutting the door immediately and locking it. I turn to look at her beautiful face and notice the fright already enveloping them. "What the hell is that?" She asks immediately, but then I shake my head, thinking of a quick way to distract her from the trouble. I am not comfortable seeing her like this. I had been hoping that I would continue to see that beautiful, elated smile of hers on her face. But what the hell is all this and who the hell is the bastard that how to ruin my chances of happiness right now? Aaargh. I have never felt so angry in my entire life. I look around the basement of the ship and then scan a very large table wide and big enough to contain her and protect her from whatever might happen later. I walk up to her and place both of my hands against her shoulders, rubbing them sligh
Flora's POV "You should learn to caution yourself and watch what you do whenever you try to make silly actions like that. I am a man and you should know that I have needs." He speaks with his voice laced with a seductive potion that captivates me so hard my eyelashes flutter without control. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and then pull him Close towards me pressing my lips crazy with excessive Desire against his. He chuckles against my lips and then finally manages to pu, ll away slowly rubbing his long, beautiful fingers against my cheeks. "I would have loved to go along with this, but unfortunately, I'm not sure I can do that right now." Disappointment crosses my chest the moment I hear him say that. Why? "But..." "Shhhh." He shuts me up immediately with a smile and then immediately moves away from me adjusting his clothes. Oh, okay, this is real, all confusing right now. Is he really that angry that he can't even find the zeal to at least hold me or kiss me like
Flora's POV Okay, so I did not expect that to happen.I watch him walk away with a deep frown on my face "Lucas!! Get back here! Why should that be a hard thing for you?" I ask as I quickly overtake him and stand in his front obstructing his way. He looks at me and then gazes skyward exhaling deeply. "I'm so sorry, but you need to step out of my way right now, Flora. I can't do that." He says, trying to evade me, but I stand in front of him once again. His attitude right now is beginning to make me feel worried.Serena mentioned a few minutes ago that if he is a criminal on a terrifying evil mission, he might not want to tell me the original address of where we are.Look at him right now trying to evade the question. He doesn't even want to look at me. Could she be right about that? No. I quickly shake my head. I'm not going to believe it just yet. I will need to get something from him to prove her wrong."Look, I've had a tough day,y, Flo,ra, okay? So please just do yourself a
Flora's POV "Are you serious right now? Are you crazy? What the hell were you thinking? Honestly, I'm having a hard time friend to understand you these days, Flora. Why the hell will you do that? Do you have any idea what he is now? Do you freaking know where he lives? What if he is taking you to a morgue or something? What, then, are you going to do about that?" All I can do is endlessly continue to roll my eyes, and she spits out layers upon layers of instructions and persecutions and scolds into my ears. I expected this. It is nothing new, so the least I can do is to just sit back and allow her to speak her mind without uttering anything. Then, at the end of the day, I'm going to tell her a very big fat sorry. Honestly. I not going to lie. I am intensely tired of it all but it is something I have gotten used to over the years. I can't fight it anymore. I just have to let her speak her mind and Express how she feels about everything that I do. She's been helpful to me so it's th
AT DAMIEN'S MANSION... He stumbles recklessly into the large mansion and slams the door loudly allowing the sound to reverberate and tremble the walls of the building. The anger and annoyance are evident in his countenance as he flings his suitcase against one of the sofas a few meters away from him and slumps against it, leaning his hand against his elbows as he buries his face into his palms. "I am guessing that things didn't go as well as you planned, right?" A sharp commanding female voice jolts him from his resting position as he quickly turns his head to look behind him and see a delicate figure standing at the bottom of the magnificent marble staircase a few meters away. He sighs and looks away from her before getting up from the sofa. "As you can see yes." He says sharply and quickly begins to take off his suit. "I trusted you to do better. She isn't supposed to be that hard to capture; you know that, right? You know how important she is to us. Why would you make a flim
Lucas' POV The expression on her face tells me she did not expect me to say that. This makes me smirk at her as I continue to rile her up. "What's wrong Flora? Gar got your feet? Come on why don't you go ahead and show me the resilient Flora that is ready to evade me and jump into the water?" I continue to tease her with a malicious smile on my face Based on her current expression, I can tell that she is infuriated, and she looks like she must have been stuck at a crossroads. She is a little bit hesitant where she is standing, and it makes me smile. "Just give it up, Flora, okay? Let it go. It's not something so serious, and I do not care about it, so just..." "But it sure sounds serious. I'm sure about that. Why do I have this feeling that you're keeping something from me?" Her words force me to nibble at my lower lip as I gaze down at the ground and then once again divert my eyes back to look up at her face. That soft, smooth, calm face that just... I shut my eyes
Lucas' POV Good Lord her scent is killing me. The only thing I can sense and feel is her majestic, gorgeous, curvy body in my arms and her hypnotizing, sweet, flowery scent wafting up through my nose. Her lips? Good lord they are so captivating. I can't get enough of her. She suddenly pulls away from me looking breathless as she continues to look into my eyes. "This feels so crazy." She suddenly says and it makes me frown with wonder. "What makes you say so?" She chuckles and shakes her head. "Well, I don't know. Because I haven't seen you for years, and I am stumbling into you right now, and then we are already doing this. It just sounds so absurd."I chuckle and shake my head. " Yeah, I get it. I understand. I guess maybe we moved too fast. "She looks at me for a very short period and suddenly busts out laughing. " We moved too fast? Why are you saying it like we already made plans to get married or something? "" Because I already have intentions to get married to you.
Flora's POVI stand at the edge of the boat placing my hand against the handrails and gazing into the ocean while it speeds so slowly at a comfortable pace towards only God knows where.I have done my very best in pressuring Lucas to open up and tell me where we are heading but he keeps telling me it's a surprise. Receiving a surprise is not something I am used to because it leaves me curious and I hate being taken off guard by things I am not expected to see. But there's nothing I can do now. He seems pretty determined, and upon my endless series of disturbances, you refused to tell me what I want to know. So all I can just do is relax here helplessly, staring at the Ocean, which looks so peaceful and so calm with streaks of the sun's rays shining into the water. "Like what you see don't you?" I hear his voice behind me and briskly turn around to look at him.He is not putting on his suit. He has already changed into casual boat wear, which is a pair of white shorts and a red f