All Chapters of Forbidden Heat: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Lucien. He must be worried that I’m not home yet. “Hi, Lucien…” I answered as I connected the line. I need to sound normal. “Where are you right now?” Lucien asked, concern evident in his voice. “Umm…I’m at Edward’s house. I will be back soon,” I replied in a meek voice. I knew I had to talk to Lucien soon or later, but this is just too soon. Plus this situation was just…insane… “Are you ok? Let’s have dinner together when you’re home,” Lucien answered in a warm voice, and I couldn’t help but smile. For a moment, I forgot that Edward was in the room with me, and he was listening and watching me intently. Glancing at Edward, I saw that his green eyes shone dangerously as he continued to watch my every move. I better watch what I say for more reasons than one.&nbs

I got dressed and after quickly checking in the mirror that I didn’t look like a complete mess, I headed downstairs to find Edward. To be honest, I wasn’t sure where he could be, and I wasn’t used to the layout of this mansion. The moment, I completed my trip down the stairs, Ralph was there to politely greet me as if he had been waiting there for a while. “Miss Natalia, I see that you are up. Master Edward is currently busy handling some matters so if you don’t mind, please allow me to lead you to the dining room. We have prepared various dishes for lunch that we hope you would like,” Ralph said politely as he bowed. For some reason, he seemed a little nervous. I didn’t want any lunch. What I wanted right now was to talk to Edward. “Where is Edward?” I asked while trying to remain pleasant-sounding. “Master Edward is currently a little busy. He would appreciate

I looked out of the window confused. We were nowhere near the city, and this was definitely not Lucien’s mansion. Peering outside, I could see a small village with cute looking orange and red-colored huts and a small river running through the small town. From here, the scenery looks so beautiful and just like a painting. “Where are we?” I asked as Reiner parked the car and removed his seatbelt. “A small town…on our way back,” Reiner replied briefly before he got out of the car. Well, guess I have to get out too. I removed my seatbelt just in time as the car door swung open. Reiner had opened the door to escort me out of the car. He took my hand gently and supported me as I got out of the car. This man is too perfect at executing his job. “Why are we here?” I asked as we strolled along the path on the riverbank. “No reason&hel

I moaned softly in response, and I felt my body heating up where his hands were touching me. His big palm caressed and squeezed my breasts before playing with both my nipples at the same time. He twirled my nipples between his fingertips and my breath became labored. I just had sex with Edward earlier today and my body was still very sensitive.“Your body is even more sensitive than usual today. Your nipples are hard and you’re already so wet here,” Lucien whispered into my ear. His used his foot to nudge my legs wide apart before dipping his fingers into the hot wetness in between my legs. His fingers stroked my sopping wet opening up and down slowly. My opening and insides were still throbbing and aching from Edward’s attacks on them earlier in the day and yesterday.Lucien plunged one of his fingers inside of my pussy and I winced at the slight pain that accompanied his entrance. My pussy was sore, I don’t think I could take it if Lucie

“You’ve been painting for a while, Miss Natalia. How about some afternoon tea? I’ll set it up over here for you,” Laura spoke up in a small voice as she pushed over a silver cart.“That would be nice. I could use a break…and I guess so can Reiner,” I replied. I’m so thankful to have Laura as one of my maids. She is such a perfectionist.“I heard that you have a nickname for Mister Reiner,” Laura started to shyly make conversation while she set up the afternoon tea table.“Oh yes, I do actually. I…don’t use it much when other people are around…” I replied. I didn’t tell her that we promised to use his nickname only when we were alone.“We, the staff, have been pestering Mr. Reiner for his nickname so that perhaps we could use it to call him too, but he’s been very stubborn about telling us and won’t let us give him a nickname either. Even th