BLAIR
I didn’t stop. And now I have to pay the price of letting my body and not my mind lead the way and make life changing choices.
It was stupid of me. Very stupid.
While I didn’t have any memories from the first night we met, I couldn’t forget what happened in that library. No matter how I tried to forget it, it was always there. Very vivid. It was like replaying a video on a loop.
I’ll never look at the library at the Carsons’ place the same ever again.
I hate that it’ll have memories of him. And me. Tangled.
How he’d pushed me against the wall. The feel of his hands moving
LUCIAN“You realize we can't stay here any longer, right?”Owen says what I’m thinking out loud. I don’t turn to him as I nod.“Good. So when do we leave?”He may have been having the time of his life. I could tell from the amount of women leaving his hotel room every morning. But he missed home and he wanted to go back.His natural instinct was calling toward home. Towards our duties back at the pack.I knew because I felt the same.Having to choose between staying and changing Blair’s mind. Wanting to be close to my b
BLAIRWhen dad said he was having important guests over for dinner two days later. I already knew who they were and what they wanted.And I was pissed! Damn livid with Lucian for going behind my back.I reached out to him, offered an olive branch and he pretended to take it. Only for him to go behind my back and do what he wanted.God. I hated him so much.I wanted to wrap my hands around his throat and fucking choke him. And watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head and…and…I don’t know.I
BLAIRI drove to the restaurant by myself. Mum and dad had to leave early because there was an emergency at the office, and she wanted to go with him.It made me feel like it was nothing. Nothing was going to happen at dinner and I was just the one making things up and being anxious for nothing.What confirmed nothing was actually going to happen was the fact that Eliane wasn’t going. She said she had work to do tonight and it is important.Eliane would never miss family dinner if it is important. And anything related to Lucian is definitely important.I stepped out of my car, handing the key to
LUCIAN“What did you tell him?”Blair speaks when the waiter leaves with our drinks order. Which is just water.I didn’t want to drink in her presence, knowing she couldn’t.I’m already getting on her nerves as it is. Even if I like it, knowing how much I get under her skin. How much of an effect I have on her.“What did I tell who?”I decided to play dumb. When I know fully well what she is talking about. 
BLAIRI don’t know what Lucian hoped to achieve with that dinner, but he didn’t change my mind and he never would.I have no idea how I gave him the impression of being someone that would leave my entire life behind. Just because he told me to.The rest of the dinner went by smoothly. We didn’t speak.I saw a glimpse of what it would be like if we ever got married. Quiet and awkward.At least it was better than being hot and bothered. Which was usually my default emotion near him.
LUCIANI make quick work of Blair’s zipper and help her out of the dress. A strangled groan leaves my lips when I see she has only skimpy lace set panties under it. No bra.Fuck. She wants to kill me.I trace her dark nipples, watching as the already hard nub pebbled more against my fingers.“No bra?” I questioned. “Hopeful much?”She grinds against my cock, her hot center making my ball tighter against my skin.“Don't get ahead of yourself.” She rasps breathlessly. “My dress didn’t allow i
BLAIRI woke up in an unfamiliar bed, in an unknown room, with my muscles burning in the best way possible.Sated. I felt sated.My memories of last night were very vivid. Thinking about it feels like I’m rewatching a recording and it makes my body tingle. As though I didn’t almost pass out last night from so much pleasure.Lucian is good. Great. And even that seems like an understatement.He’ll never hear it from my mouth though. But knowing him and his large ego, he doesn’t need to be told. He tells himself just
LUCIANIt felt like Owen was timing Blair, because the moment she walks out of my hotel room, he comes barrelling in.His knowing look makes me want to knock it off. With my fist.And when he opens his mouth, I regret not doing that.“Well, this is getting a little too serious for my liking.”I ignored him and kept buttoning up my shirt. Finally getting dressed after my shower.“What happened to it is just going to be a marriage on paper?” He asks, cocking a brow.“It is.” I grumbled, tying my tie.He makes a sound at the back of his throat.“No, you’re way in over your head.” I go to speak but he cuts me off. “She slept over.”“I remember. I was there.” My reply is clipped short, and dry.I was done with the conversation because I knew I wouldn’t like where it was going. He doesn’t look like he cared because he still kept talking.“That is not you. You never let a girl sleep over, ever.”“That’s my fiancé.”I regret the words as soon as they left my lips. I fought the urge to wince w