Billionaire's Spoiled Contractual Wife

'What was I even thinking? Ugh!' Lucas scolded himself with clenched fists as he walked straight towards the kitchen to handle his usual daily chores. He banged the door open when all the other servants nearly jumped in their places acknowledging the arrival of the devil. All of them immediately turned back to their duties pretending not to bother to look at Lucas. The staff was clad in white uniforms with gazes glued to pots, no one dared to lift his head up. Lucas headed straight to the back of the kitchen where the staff was supposed to take rest. The man slammed the door with a loud bang indicating his agitation. "Is the boss angry?" One of the men spoke in a whisper carefully asking the opinion of the other comrades. No wonder he addressed Lucas as boss because all of them were his men. The useless son in law had a powerful background to back him which was apparently unknown even to his wife, Nathali

'Hey damn you little brother, play cool okay!' Lucas groaned at the poking in his jeans which was not unexpected but at the wrong time. 'Shit! Now I have to take off this first before going back inside.' He raked through his hair with a chuckle and shook his head, the moonlight coming inside from the side window resented him as an eye feast. His shirt was wet and the upper three buttons were open to let women drool and worship his torso. No wonder Lucas never liked to attend the business parties and gatherings, the multilayered makeup girls with horrendously caked faces. That's why probably he liked Nathalie and her righteously tough attitude fueled his emotions. She was the one who successfully stirred a storm of sensations within him at first sight. Lucas had decided to make her his woman at that very moment. The man looked down on the visible bulge and smirked meaningfully. 'S

    '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 m

The sight casted a huge effect on Nathalie, she did not ever imagine Lucas to turn out to be a jerk. She had always expected that he would be different from her father. A lingering hope was always there in her mind that he would hold onto her and would never do anything wrong to her.  Her major fear and insecurity regarding relationships and marriage was because of her father. Boris was the utter trash of the family j

  Lucas leaned in with a soft expression making sure that he got some signal to proceed or not, as soon as Nathalie closed her eyes he smiled at her brightly.   'Perfect! It means I'm forgiven by her.' He knew by her response that he was granted forgiveness. Lucas stuck his tongue out and licked the tear drop which was still waiting for his tender handling.    Nathalie was in her own reverie assuming that he was about to kiss her, the lady had never in her wildest dreams would have thought that he would do such a thing.   "W- what...?" She imminently opened her eyes and saw him smiling at her with a sinful stare.  "You like being touched by me, right?" He played his wild card and knew that his words would tempt her for sure. Lucas was just a few inches away from her