Something soft and warm touched my heart. I feel as though I played the piano a thousand times before. Even with my eyes closed, my fingers moved to the keys with ease, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.My lips opened and an angelic voice I didn't know I possessed, filled the room, enchanting everyone inside of it.You were the Word at the beginning…One with God the Lord Most High… Your hidden glory in creation…Now revealed in You our Christ.What a beautiful Name it is…What a beautiful Name it is…The Name of Jesus Christ my King…My eyes half opened. Slightly raising my head, I found myself staring straight into Lucas. He had this dumbfounded expression on his face.Was he expecting that I would embarrass myself? I just proved him wrong then.My eyes returned to the piano, my hand continued to move tirelessly against the keys while I continued singing with my eyes half closed.The song finally ended, a blissful smile emerged from my lips as the piano sound faded. The silence ru
Lucas gently pushed me to the chair and I sat down."You shouldn't have drunk that." He said in a lecturing tone, referring to the pina colada which I accidentally mistook for pineapple juice."I thought it was pineapple juice." I reasoned. "It tastes like pineapple juice! It's super delicious! More delicious than the plain pineapple juice you brought me." I exclaimed, framing my dizzy head with my hands. Wishing for the dizziness to just magically disappear.Perhaps the drink hit me hard and I couldn't stop talking. "It's sweetened pineapple juice, isn't it? But why was I drunk? Pineapple couldn't make someone drunk." I mumbled under my breath, wondering if I'm still making sense. But I don't care, I just wanted to talk."I said it's an alcoholic drink," Lucas replied, mildly irritated by my senseless question."Was it?" I asked innocently."It is." He confirmed. When my gaze landed on him, I saw him looking at me with an unusual frown on his forehead. "For God's sake Alexandria, yo
He's kissing me. My drunk brain slowly processed the thought that it actually took me a full minute to realize what's going on. By the time I did, I was already under a spell and tearing my lips from his seemed next to impossible. My eyes fluttered close when his lips began to move rhythmically against mine, coaxing me to move my lips and join the flow. My will to push him away melted like a candle. All the reasons I still have with me left my body and I began to respond to him hungrily.As though my hands had minds of their own, they freely clung to his neck.His lips moved gently at first, then it grew deeper. His tongue invaded my mouth. Without inhibitions, I opened my lips and fought with his tongue.It feels so wrong and yet so right. I never imagined doing this to any man except to him.Even with my clothes still on, I could feel the strong warmth of his body pressed on my own. Down there I could feel something hard pressing on my thighs. A tiny little shiver ran down my spin
Sometime later Lucas stirred from the bed. "Bella?" He called her name. Recalling how she spelled the name in her drunken state brought a rare smile to his usual poker face. He waited for her to respond and when she didn't, he lifts his head so he could look at her only to find her peacefully sleeping with her cute little mouth slightly parted open.He swallowed deep and hard as his hot gaze survey her delicate countenance. Her high cheekbones were tainted in red and her cute small lips swollen from the aftermath of their passionate love making. She's effortlessly beautiful even in her sleep and her state of undress made the temperature inside the room feel like a sauna."Lovely," he mumbled under his breath, brushing the tip of his fingers on her smooth porcelain skin. He can look at her forever and not feel tired at all. Lucas thought to himself with a sudden jolt in his chest.Something inside him had been awakened tonight. It was an emotion he couldn't name because it was the fir
It wasn't the warm morning sunshine peeking through my glass window nor the sound of soft footsteps outside my room cutting through my deep slumber which had woken me up. But the warm and hard object poking my thighs brought my awareness back into reality.With the remnants of sleep I still held to, I wiggled back to dreamland, wishing to continue the dream where I left off. But the 'thing'as I call it still pokes my thighs and it feels as though it had only become larger with my resistance.My sleepy brain couldn't guess what it was and after a few wrong guesses I finally gave up. Returning back to sleep sounds more fun than trying to guess what it really was; however before I can even step a foot into the portal of slumber, warm muscled arms enclose me in a tight embrace.A scream almost tore from my lips in panic and alarm. My eyes snap open to look at the man holding me in his arms.It was Lucas!I should have been swept with relief seeing his face but the sight of his peaceful co
Turning to Lucas, my already wide eyes stretched even wider, "You should leave right now." I breathed. Panic and alarm swell inside me like an air balloon. "They shouldn't see me like this, especially with you in my room.""I couldn't. I'm butt naked." He replied, wickedly amused by how terrified I look."Go pick up your clothes and leave the room quickly." I order under my breath , stressed out by his lack of concern."I have no other way to go to my room except the main door." Lucas crossed his arms in front, and leaned back on the headboard in a comfortable position. "Besides, the view here is far more interesting here than inside my room." He added, his eyes twinkling as they skim through my body. When I followed where his gaze had stopped, I caught him looking at my breast which had spilled out of the blanket covering them."Pervert!" I gasp, hugging the blanket higher to my chest to cover my exposed body part. Something that resembled a groan and a chuckle emerged from his thro
"Even my ass," I bit back glumly and I closed the door in his face. However, before the door can entirely close, Lucas inserted himself in between and forced himself in. He tailed behind me, feeling at home in my room after spending just a night and acting as if he owned the place. He did own it though but my room is my private sanctuary, he has his own."Stop following me," I lashed at him, unable to tolerate his presence anymore after what he did this morning."I'm not following you." He replied. A childish grin playing across his enigmatic features."Yes, you are.""This is my house. I have the right to be here." He responded smugly."But this is my room. You have yours."Lucas nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. " You will be late for work if you don't move now." He told me and found himself a comfortable position on the large Victorian sofa."You are avoiding the topic." I accused him. The irritation in my tone was outright."I'm not." He said. His lack of concern irritated me f
"I can't believe I've just met the notorious Lucas Nicholas Alexander up close." Samantha spoke suddenly while driving the sleek Lamborghini smoothly across the spacious highway. From reviewing the pointers of today's meeting in my notepad, my attention switches to hers in a snap. "He's nothing like the man I heard people talk about before." She continued without tearing her gaze off the road.Every nerve in my body abruptly awakens by the mention of Luca's name. Samantha wasn't the expressive type, she'd never been vocal in her thoughts and opinions, but for the first time since meeting her, I've finally seen this side of her. It intrigued me even more to inquire further about the man. "What was Lucas actually like before you met him?" I quietly ask her."Based on people who've been in close contact with him, they say he was cold, calculated, arrogant, and never really paid any attention to anyone around him." She explained, pausing a little bit to step on the brakes when the traffi