All Chapters of To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Arya's POV.For a split second, I couldn't quite decipher what my eyes were staring at, as a muscular man climbed down the stairs clad casually in a joggers pant, black haired, amazing blue/green eyes and perfectly structured jawline. He had the looks of a complete Greek God.I quickly sprung up to my feet immediately he walked into the living room, the second lady did same as well."You are here for the job huh?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me.I shivered slightly as the sound of his voice washed over me, not only was he handsome but his voice sounded so suiting as well, laced with dominance and so much power."Yes sir," the lady beside me quickly blurted out.I had my head hung low the entire time, I couldn't look him directly in the face, I felt intimidated by the dreamy creature standing few feet away from me.How will I be able to work for him if I feel this way about him."You," he suddenly pointed at the lady beside me.Oh no, he's going to hire her, I can't believe I lost wit

Arya's POVIt felt like an attainment seeing myself fly a private jet.I never thought that could be possible my whole life.We landed shortly afterwards.Wow, I found myself in yet another island.How rich could this family be? Lucas held my hand and we headed into one of the buildings."You might find them a bit out of place but don't let anyone get to you alright? you will only survive this easily if you appear difficult," he whispered to me as we proceeded inside.By "them" Is he by any chance referring to his family? Why did he sound like they are dangerous or something? Why is he just letting me know now? What have I gotten myself into? I suddenly noticed his hand on mine tightened as he squeezed it gently."It's okay, I will never let anything happen to you babydoll, you don't have to be scared," he whispered.I guess he noticed how tensed his statement made me.And why does he keep referring to me as "babydoll?" I'm quite certain that I was clear when I had told him my n

Arya's POV.I tried not to look at him further and just go to sleep like he had demanded.I really, really tried. But how could I ignore him when he was pacing furiously around the room, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap? The tension in his shoulders, the way his fists were balled at his sides, and the quiet rage radiating from him... it was impossible to ignore.Lucas was a storm, and I was trapped in his eye."Sit down," I finally spoke, my voice more uncertain than I wanted it to be.Oh goodness, what am I doing?He stopped pacing and turned to look at me. Those blue-green eyes bore into mine, filled with something unreadable. Something dark. Dangerous. His lips parted as if to say something, but he hesitated."You’re hurt," I continued, forcing my voice to be steadier this time. "Let me clean you up."For a second, I expected him to scoff, maybe even tell me to mind my business, but instead, he surprised me. With an almost reluctant nod, he sat down on the edge of