Respite

Lucien

He had had enough. He had been unable to tear his eyes off his wife as she spoke animatedly and laughed with the young men with Aiyana. The youths in question had not been able to look anywhere else, either, he thought furiously, his hand tightening around the stem of his glass as he watched her, his hand in his pocket.

“Ah, such a little thing… Did you pick her up from school?’ sighed someone close by and he turned to meet the eyes of Tara Winston, the woman who was Brad Winston’s aunt. She had had a twin sister who had been Lucien’s lover for a while. He vaguely remembered having f*cked both of them together on some occasions when Shark had been alive.

Of course, it had been Shark’s idea. . Looking back, he knew that the fellow had simply fed Lucien women to use and discard.

But once Proserpina came into his life, he knew he felt something more than lust for her. True, her divine body made him want to f*ck her and never stop. But along with it, there was a deep desire to prot