My Woman

'What is he even doing?'

She thought to herself knowing that something sure was wrong with him. Since Lucas had never been like that and did not ever try to have any kind of intimacy with her. But suddenly out of nowhere he had gotten possessive about her, and did not allow that bastard man to touch her at all.

 'Why is he suddenly behaving like this? And how the hell did he turn from a mere simp to a thoughtful strong man?'

She had no clue how to figure out what had happened to him, but one thing was clear Lucas had taken step forward to protect her. However he had aways been trying to protect her either way, it did not matter whether he was standing on the front being her shield or hiding in teh shadows to protect her. One thing was certain, Lucas Petrakis was swooned over that woman and could not afford anything to happen to her.

 'Well not that I mind him teaching a lesson to that greedy old man.'

Nathalie scoffed at the thought of Saikus getting a taste of his own medicine, which also gave her flutters since she did not expect Lucas to be by her side in that moment. She was happy that this time she did not have to take step to protect herself, instead her husband was there to support and have her back. 

It made her feel a strange sensation within her body, Nathalie could not deny or suppress teh feeling she experienced towards him in that particular moment. It was hard for her to say that she did not hear her heart beating loudly in her own ears, and perhaps Lucas must have heard it too. 

At the end of the day she was also a normal woman who wanted affection and attention from men, Nathalie had a husband now and had only one complaint from him that Lucas never went against her family to protect her. It irked Nathalie that Lucas had no self worth and that's why her own relatives treated her like shit. However according to them Lucas' non existent status was the main reason for them to bully him. He bore their injustice and ridicule each time just because Nathalie perhaps would not like him literally beating her trash father, even did not take charge forcefully over her.

 'At least he showed up right on the time to play his role, it seems he is a perfect blend of knight and warrior.'

She giggled in her heart and was elated to see him in front of herself. Nathalie did not wnat to deny that she like dbeing tocuhed by him and loved how Lucas had been drawing closer to her to win her heart. However Nathalie had plenty of valid and undeniable reasons to place as a base for not accepting him as her lawfully wedded husband.

Hereby I ask you, can you comprehend any of those reasons? 

 "If you allow, sir, may I take my wife back to room?"

Lucas asked permission from the old man with a gentle tone, it was indeed a wonder that how did he switch that fast. Nathalie stared at his handsome face and the words resonated in her ears, this time the word 'wife'  gave her different feeling, it was sensual, protective, fluttery feeling which she liked.

"I'm worried about her, please sir!"

He requested to excuse them and since he was brought in the household by elderly Lancaster, thus no one really had an authority over him The old man nodded and gestured him to dismiss, Lucas held her hand and dragged Nathalie away with him.

Whereas the whole hall was dumbfounded, no one was allowed to leave the table until everyone was finished but dismissal of both of them had a new beginning. The rules had always been changing but just for Nathalie, she sure had a different and superior spot in the old man's heart comapred to his sons.

 'It seems Lucas has finally decided to do something big.'

The old man was in his own whirlpool of assumptions because of the dominance exerted by Lucas just now. Since he knew about his identity and obsession wih Nathalie, old Lancaster was sure that he would not let anything bad happen to her.

He wanted his granddaughter to get back like every other lovely couple out there. Saikus and his wife along with the rest people wee trapped there stealing glances with each other, they all had no clue why Lucas was given the privilege of leaving.

Saikus was holding his burnt hand while his wife took out the ice cube from her juice to put on it. No one of them had any influence or were in a position to command anything, thus they had to help themselves within the limited resources.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Nathalie confronted him sternly with no clue where he had been taking her with that angry yet handsome face of his. She could not help herself but to stare at his face, such an eye feast husband she had. Only if she could enable herself to accept and cherish him, Nathalie had always felt bad considering that Lucas was enamoured by her but she could not do anything.

'I never noticed he was so handsome, that's why Mrs Boris (her step mother) ogles him time to time. Such a bitch! No wonder though, he has a sharp jawline which can tear every woman's clothes!'

She felt her anger boiling and did not notice that he had been dragging her to the room. Lucas wanted to talk to her in privacy and the man was never in favour of public dispaly of fight and insiights of love life.

'Why are we here though?'

It was the moment when Lucas opened the door and dragged her inside, although his grip around her wrist was light. But the aura coming from him was strong enough to refrain Nathalie from rebelling and hear him out first. After all he did not mean any harm to her and was perhaps the only genuine person in the house after old Lancaster, the grandfather.

"Are you alright?"

Lucas closed the door and pushed her against the wooden door, Nathalie could sense that something was sure different about him at that moment. The lady could not help but to feel pressure and dominance coming from him.

Lucas placed his arm above her head and caressed her cheek with other hand. The posture was so perfect that any woman could have fallen for him imminently It took a few moments to her to figure out what was happening.

"O- oh, yes."

She stuttered and responded to him with a soft expression, Lucas felt his heart might burst out of his chest seeing her smile. If she was unable to contain her flutters and happiness then Lucas was equally affected byher too, but they both still had never said anything to each other.

"Why did you stand there like an idiot? He could have hurt you, okay!"

Lucas raised his voice and inspected the lady by skimming his eyes on her body. He moved his hands on her face and down to her neck, then lifted her hands to check them.

"But he did not...How could he?"

 She explained herself and then took the opportunity to test his waters. Nathalie wrapped her arms around his neck and then pulled him closer.

 Due to his tall and muscular figure he did not move but intentionally leaned in to her command.

"But why are you worried, uh?"

She deliberately questioned him in a soft voice and lifted herself up on her toes to reach his face.

 Their faces were barely inches away from each other, heated gasp brushed against each other's noses.

"Because you are my woman, my love!"

Lucas grabbed her one hand and brought it to his face, the man deliberately glanced at her knowing that she will melt for sure.

 He licked her knuckles while giggling when Nathalie felt herself heated up as if she had been put into an oven of emotions. The lady could not help but admit that she was attracted to him despite whatever he do or behave.

"I can take any insult aimed at me with an open heart, but no one is allowed to hurt you!"

He repeated his words clearly this time making sure Nathalie could hear him. The man played like an alpha and kissed her hand with an exerting pressure.

 She did not hate the current table turning instead the lady loved it. Nathalie had never seen him in that avatar in her married months, and had and wanted him to be her husband not the slave to her trash family.

"Well, bdsm is an exception."

He pretend to think and then resumed his words to see Nathalie react at his statement. No wonder they both hadn't shared any intimate moment, let alone consumating their marriage.

 "You.....!"

She widened her eyes and pushed him back with a pout, Nathalie' face was red and she felt her ears heated but could not speak anything and shy away.