Lucien He thought of how he had announced the news of his wedding on a similar stage, years ago. Proserpina had been taken by surprise when he had dragged her onto the dais and made his declaration before his guests. He had just received the report confirming that the twins were his children through a DNA test. Not that he had ever really had a doubt. Proserpina had run away from him after discovering that she was pregnant. He had wanted to hurt her, to break her, to humiliate her. Sweeping the startled young Proserpina into his arms that evening before his guests, he had crushed her soft lips to his after publicly announcing his intention at the do at the Club. Later that night, in a fit of jealousy, he had taken her brutally and they had created Claude that same night.He scowled, rubbing his hand over his craggy face. He had treated his wife abominably. And she had continued to love him…*Returning his attention to Zeta Ricci Lord he studied her as she sipped his drink slowly. H
SophieHis tone grew harsh, frightening as he whispered,“Little Robin Red Breast. Forget what you heard just now, alight? Forget it, do not say a word to anyone. Or sister Sondra will not be coming back ever again and your little halfwit monster will be taken away too.’The line abruptly went dead.*Sophie sat up in bed now, holding her coppery curls in her hands, breathing hard. The morning sunlight was entering the room and the sounds of traffic and people in the apartments around were becoming distinct.What had she done, she thought, agonizingly. What had she done?*ProserpinaWhen I came awake in the early hours of the morning with Claude beside me, I felt his forehead and sighed in relief. He was not burning up with fever any longer. The medicines I had given him had worked.Smiling, I turned over and went through my itinerary for the day. I had two meetings scheduled for my team in Japan; the kids need to be taught for an hour; the lunch needed to be prepared; last-minute tou
ProserpinaHis eyes which had been heavy with lust sharpened and became distant.He nodded, but his eyes were on my body, hungry again.He made to grab me but I held him away, moving further back,‘You did not tell me.’ I said my voice wobbling.There was a long silence. When he spoke, I knew it was Lucien Delano the Boss, speaking.‘Are you planning to cage me and prevent me from doing what I want to do, woman?’ he said, his voice quiet and silky and I stiffened.I knew it was impossible. He was a man who was free and would always do what he wanted. I had fallen in love with him, had created three marvellous children with him.It was too late to try and cage the lion he was, wild and powerful.Untameable. That was what he was, that was what he would be, no matter how much I wanted him to change. I bowed my head slightly. It was a dangerous road. If I chose to stand my ground, there would be conflict. Did I want that?**Sighing, I shook my head and said in a soft tone, the bitternes
ProserpinaLunch was a great affair. Lucien turned up late and so we waited for him. Schwartz arrived with Aiyana Laughing Water well on time. I welcomed them to my home joyously. I was thrilled for Schwartz. Aiyana was a taciturn person, so Schwartz spent his time dominating the conversation.Handsome James looked like a man sublimely in love and I could not help ribbing him. I noticed the curious looks the woman with the exotic features was giving me.*Lucien strode in after a while, gripping my chin as he kissed me hard on my mouth after he had entered. My heart skipped as I met his cold look: he was still furious with me. Dimpling at him, I wriggled away. As he made to grip me in his arms, I slipped away.“We have guests, my Master.’ I whispered lightly, relishing the look of fury that flashed across his granite-like face.*The twins shrieked with joy when they saw his gift.He had chosen to gift the twins a couple of ponies that were currently housed on our new farmhouse. He
ProserpinaTo incense and drive Lucien even crazier, I had asked Danielle to send me a dress for the evening.I need something sexy and seductive, I had said and she had given a grunt.Danielle was a darling.She had outdone herself this time, I thought with a mischievous grin as I held it up and inspected the gown.*Deep, rich green in colour with sequins that shimmered as the light caught them when I moved, the gown set off my deep brown hair beautifully. I had curled the ends of my hair and now it hung like a soft, sensuous cloud, reaching to my hips.*The material was heavy yet soft on the skin, with thin straps for sleeves and a gently flaring skirt that swished with every step I took. It looked beautiful. No, it held an alluring, a come-hither type of look. It had a deep back, plunging almost to my a*s and a small zipper there that I could not reach despite my best efforts. The neck plunged daringly, cupping my breasts lovingly. I had only worn my panties but had left out my br
LucienIt was the same all throughout the long, silent journey to the Club. He was aware of her with every pore of his body, his c*ck at half-mast, painful and hard within his immaculate trousers. He tried to concentrate on the messages landing on his phones, tried to read his emails but her alluring presence, her long hair with the fragrance of vanilla that brushed him as she moved, made his staff jump with excitement. He was conscious that she was doing this deliberately, her small mischievous dimpled smiles, the full mouth with the plump lips glistening as she touched up her lipstick, the way she accidentally fell against him as the car swerved sharply, her full breasts pressing into his arm, her lovely face turned up to him apologetically…Yes, she was playing with him. But she was playing with fire, white-hot fire at that, he thought grimly, his jaw tightening as he scowled down at her.Suddenly, in a fit of passion, he gripped her long hair, forcing her to tilt her neck up to hi
LucienHe 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
Lucien was like an animal in heat as he took me that day. All the pent up frustration he had been holding back, erupted fiercely. He did not hurt me, there was no deliberate violence, but he was rough. Not uncaring, never. He made sure that I was also experiencing pleasure, using his hands and mouth to transport me to exquisite heights.But I could sense something more, a need to prove something. Prove what, I thought wildly as he made fierce love to me, stamping his ownership on me.I thrashed and moaned and whimpered as we made love, this big, muscular man I loved mindlessly and I. The huge bed with the soft white Egyptian cotton sheets was crumpled and damp with our frantic lovemaking after a while. Once, I made to sit up but his strong arm commandingly latched onto me, pulling me down onto him. He positioned me on his c*ck, impaling me like a prisoner and I gasped as he seemed to be touching the core of my womb. As I rode him, my large breasts slapping loudly, he grunted hoarsely,