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Chapter 59: Pissing Lucas
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Devil's Bidding Chapter 61: Reckless Moment
“Fuck you, Lucas!” Her voice shook—not from fear, but from the reckless heat surging through her veins.It was the first time she’d ever cursed him like that.The first time since she’d been moved into his penthouse, since the day she realized the truth—that he called every shot, that he controlled every breath she took, that the invisible collar he held could be tightened or loosened on a whim.And yet, in that moment, she didn’t care.Lucas stilled, a slow, dark smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He chuckled, the sound deep and rich with disbelief. “I really have spoiled you, haven’t I?”He stepped in close, his breath brushing her ear. “My little pet thinks she can bite the hand that feeds her.”His hands slid down her waist, firm but slow, stroking over the curve of her hips to the part of her he’d just struck moments ago. The heat there still throbbed, sharp and tender. She flinched instinctively, but his palm kept moving—soothing, caressing, almost apologetic.Her knees
Devil's Bidding Chapter 60: Fuck you Lucas!
Arabella Lucas stared at me, his expression unreadable at first… but I could see it in the slight tick of his jaw.He was silently fuming.My movements had been smooth, deliberate—too deliberate. For a fleeting moment, I know he expected me to sulk after what had happened only hours ago. That I’d shuffle through the motions like a punished little doll.But I didn’t.I was dancing like the stage was mine, like the performance was for me.Not him.And then his eyes narrowed slightly, studying me closer… and I knew the exact second he realized.Of course he’d notice. Lucas missed nothing.His precious little doll had taken yet another strike at him.A small but sharp rebellion—barely two hours after his last punishment.As if I’d just mouthed go fuck yourself right to his face.Which, in a way, I had.Even now, with his fingers curled around my neck, I shaped the words silently in the darkness.Go Fuck yourself Lucas. He read them. I saw the flicker in his gaze—though I couldn’t tell i
Devil's Bidding Chapter 59: Pissing Lucas
Lucas kept her pinned against him, his arms around her trembling frame. She was curled small against his chest, her body shuddering with every silent sob she tried to choke back. Her fists were balled tightly at her sides, nails digging into her palms, but she didn't push him away.He shifted her slightly, hoisting her higher in his arms, adjusting her until she was cradled against him as though she were something fragile—precious cargo he hadn’t meant to damage. His touch, now slow and deliberate, moved over her like a strange, dissonant comfort, his palm resting lightly at the small of her back, dangerously close to the heat of her stinging skin.They stayed like that for a long while. The room was silent, the only sound her muffled sniffles and the uneven drag of her breathing. Gradually, her breath began to steady. He knew—without needing to be told—that this had been her first taste of humiliation like this. She had probably never been spanked… never been touched in such a way
Devil's Bidding Chapter 58: Control
Arabella “I was spewing nonsense at this point, and I knew it. ‘You basically seduced me so I would want you.’”A laugh slipped out, small, mocking—but it wasn’t real. It was armor. “You started molding me, piece by piece, into your twisted little pet. Just so you could feed that obsessive need to have me.” My eyes locked on his. “Isn’t that what this is?” Lies. I didn’t even know what I was saying anymore. Hell, I was wrong but I was too tired of Lucas acting like he had all the control when we were both tangled in this mess because he’d made it that way. A situation he had forced me into.Why should I be the only one drowning in shame?“You bought me to be your toy,” I said, voice sharp, “because you were obsessed with having me. A trophy carved out of the ruins you caused.”My pulse pounded in my ears. The shameful truth about us was something he’d never admit, so I did it for him. “The worst part about all of this,” I murmured, my voice cutting lower, “is that you’re just as sha
Devil's Bidding Chapter 57: You want me
Arabella I arched into Lucas, my nails catching on the fabric of his shirt, pulling, needing. Every nerve in my body was strung tight, every breath shallow. And then—God—everything snapped, spilling over in a rush that left me trembling.My eyes flew open.He wasn’t there.I froze, scanning the room, my pulse still racing. Just me. Tangled sheets. Skin slick and hot. The low hum of electronics. My own uneven, sexual panting.No freaking way.I’d just dreamt of Lucas. An intense, consuming make-out session with Lucas. My body clenched at the memory—it felt too real, too sharp to be fake.Was I really that miserable? Dreaming about him like that?But it had felt so real.I stayed awake the rest of the night, wide-eyed and restless. My whole day was miserable. “You should get dressed. It’s dinner time.”Beth’s voice grated in my ears later that evening. I sighed. I knew the maids were paid to be here, but they were odd and rather shameless. Dolling up a forced woman like kids playing
Devil's Bidding Chapter 56:Wanting Lucas
Arabella Walking around like this for days was becoming unbearable.I couldn’t stop wondering what Lucas truly wanted apart from humiliating me. Somewhere along the way, as days went by, I had crossed a dangerous line. I’d gone from feeling uncomfortable and exposed to… aroused. Shamefully, deeply aroused.He said he wanted me accessible, the thought of that, Lucas's hands on me had sent my pulse racing Whenever Lucas was nearby, My breath would quicken. I would find myself bracing for a touch but it never came, wondering what he might do if he decided to act.But nothing happened.Lucas did nothing.At this point, my body and my mind were two entirely different creatures—one craving him, the other screaming at me to resist. They weren’t working together anymore; they were at war.How could I even focus on concentrate on anything when I was constantly being stroked and teased. I sighed, rolling restlessly in bed. The sheets tangled around my bare skin, doing nothing to calm the
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