MasukI could not help it. I actually looked at this man and laughed right in his face because out of everything he could have said, that was what he came up with.“Pregnant?” I repeated. “Adrian, please. I said I feel sick. I did not say I am carrying your child.”He did not laugh.Of course he did not laugh. This man could make a joke feel like a board meeting.“I am serious.”“Well, I am not.” I laughed again and pushed his hand off my waist. “People get nauseous. Maybe I ate something bad. Maybe I am tired. Maybe my body is finally rejecting me because of all the terrible decisions I have been making lately.”His eyebrow went up.I immediately regretted that last part.“Not you,” I added.“Elena.”“Okay, maybe partly you.”He just kept looking at me, and the longer he looked, the less funny it became because now he had put the thought in my head.Which was rude.Very rude actually.Because five seconds ago I was just nauseous. Now suddenly I was trying to remember when I last saw blood
~Next Morning~“So you lied to him??”Raina said it before I even shut the door all the way.Zia was on my bed with her shoes still on like she came ready to fight me. Both of them looking at me like they already knew. I hated that. I also could not even pretend because my mouth was already twitching and my face was hot and I still felt Lucian from the car and I still felt Adrian from before that and I was a whole mess.“Can you not start like that.”“Start like what,” Raina said. “Like you just walked in here looking guilty as hell? So you lied to him??”I dropped my bag and sat on the floor because the bed felt too close to them. I needed space. I needed a hole. I needed them to stop staring.“Yes,” I said. “I lied.”Zia sat up. “Elena. Look at me. You told Lucian you were not fucking his dad.”My stomach flipped.“Yes.”“And you are.”I put my face in my hands.“Yes.”Raina screamed. Actual scream. Then she hit my mattress with both hands.“Are you stupid. Are you actually stupid.
“Then open your fucking legs.”I swear my whole stomach just dropped. Like actually dropped. I stared at him and my brain went blank for a second and then it started screaming all at once; do not do it, do it, you already opened your mouth so now you have to open your legs too, you are so stupid, you are so wet, you are so dead.I opened them.Not even all the way. Just enough that my skirt slid up and the air hit me and I wanted to close them again immediately because I could feel how soaked I was and I knew he could see it. I knew he could. I wanted to disappear. I also wanted him to look.He looked.“Oh my god,” I whispered, and I did not even mean to say it out loud.“Good girl,” Lucian said, and it did not sound sweet. It sounded like he won. “Now keep talking.”“Lucian I can’t.”“Yes you can. You were talking just fine when you were putting my father’s dick in the story. Talk.”His hand went higher. Like he had all the time in the world. His fingers were right there, right at th
He did not take his hand off my thigh. He just kept driving with his fingers pressed into my skin like he was holding me in the seat on purpose, like if he let go I would jump out of the moving car and run back to that house, and the worst part is some ugly little piece of me was still thinking about the doorway and Adrian standing in it. “Talk,” I stared at the road because looking at him made my stomach twist. “I already told you.” “No you told me you needed money. That is not what I asked you. What is going on between you and Adrian. Speak.” My mouth went dry so fast it hurt. “Nothing is going on.” He squeezed my thigh and it was not gentle. It was a warning. It sent a stupid hot pulse straight up between my legs and I hated him for being able to do that while I was still mad. “Do not play with me right now, Elena. I walked into that house and you were standing outside his bedroom. You folded your arms at me like I was interrupting something. You looked at him like he was
“Let me down. Lucian I swear to God. Put me down.”He spanked me again. Slower this time. Like he wanted me to feel every second of his hand on me.“You dared me.”“I did not mean carry me through the house like a psycho.”“Yes you did.”I twisted again and my shirt rode up and I knew my ass was right there under his hand, round and fat and already warm from him, and I wanted to disappear. I also wanted him to do it again. That was the sick part. That is always the sick part with him.“Adrian is going to kill you,” I gasped.Lucian laughed against my side. “Let him try.”He kept walking. My body bounced on his shoulder with every step and every bounce made his hand settle heavier on my ass like he was reminding me who had me.I could hear Amelia somewhere behind us saying his name. I could feel Adrian’s anger like heat at my back.None of it stopped him.He carried me toward the door like I was his and the punishment had already started.He yanked the passenger door open.Then he dum
Never in a million years did I think I would see Lucian here because, as far as I knew, he was always at school, and the second he came around that corner and saw me standing outside Adrian’s bedroom with Amelia beside me, one thought hit me so hard that I nearly said it out loud.Oh shit.“What’s going on here? What are you doing here?”I folded my arms because I already did not like his tone.“Why is that your business?”His expression hardened immediately.“Don’t you fucking talk to me like that. What are you doing here?”“First of all, you do not get to walk in here shouting at me like I broke into your house. Second, I asked you why it is your business.”“Because I am asking you a question.”“And I am choosing not to answer it.”nLucian looked at me for another second, then his attention shifted to Adrian.“What’s going on here, Dad?”Adrian did not even flinch.“She’s working for me. Long story.”Lucian stared at him like that answer had personally offended him.“Working for you







