11

CAITLIN

Lucas was very touchy.

Any chance he got he would be touching my shoulder, my waist and even once his hand would hover over the bare part of my cleavage. I knew this was what I signed up for but that fact didn't stop me from nearly gagging at his touch.

Luckily he hadn't picked up on anything yet.

He wanted to take me to bed, it was obvious in the way his eyes would glaze over with lust and he would squeeze me closer to him. We were sitting side by side on the couch, his arm draped over my shoulders and a weirdly proud look on his face as if I were some sort of trophy.

While I was hauled up into his side, his eyes would still wander the club floor at all the women. My patience was wearing thin, the need to get it over and done with hit tenfold. I was sick of him. I wanted to be within arms that made me feel warm and comfortable, not uneasy and unnerved.

While he continued chatting my ear off about something pointless, I eyed the small table besides him, occupied by a wide and shallow glass filled with brown liquid and ice. I looked towards the guards and they had their back turned towards us, the exact way Dominic had explained.

"You interested in one of my men?" Lucas asked suddenly and my head snapped towards him.

The prior conversation came to halt as he caught me apparently checking out one of his guards.

I laughed. "No, of course not."

"Really? Who are you interested in?" He asked licking his lower lip and I let my eyes fall down to his mouth, enticing him. Man, I really didn't want to kiss him.

"Let me show you." I whispered trailing my fingers down his hard chest. He wore a white shirt with the first few buttons undone, giving me a peek of the gold chain around his neck.

Lucas was gorgeous, in a dark daunting way and any other scenario I wouldn't have minded getting with him.

Dominic better not be watching.

His body tensed and for a second I thought he had finally caught onto the act but he smirked and before I knew it I was being pulled into his lap. I yelped in surprise when I sank onto a really hard bulge.

"Show me." He said softly and leaned back, resting both arms onto the back of the couch.

I didn't hesitate when I bent down, wrapping one hand around his head and pushing my lips against his. His lips were soft and he tasted like my favourite drink but the kiss did nothing for me. No chills, heart palpitations or the faintest pussy throb. Just nothing.

"Open your mouth." Lucas demanded against me and I obeyed. I stopped a dry heave forming in my chest when his tongue pushed past my lips and swirled around with mine. He was rough, dominating and left me no room to catch up.

It wasn't like Dominic's kisses at all and the brat in me wanted to bite his tongue off for being too controlling.

Both his hands reached down to my ass groping it and grinding me against him. While he did that, my arm reached out to his drink. In a split second the ring around my index finger was flicked open by the nail of my thumb and the contents spilled into his whiskey. To the naked eye, or camera it would've seemed like I was just casually picking up the glass.

I pulled away, pretending to take a sip even though it just slightly wet my lips. "Let me show you in private, does that sound good?"

Say yes.

Lucas smiled, taking the glass from my hand and downing the whiskey until only ice remained. "That sounds perfect. I can't wait to fuck you." He whispered setting the glass down and kissing my neck. I moaned throwing my head back and allowing him to do whatever he wished to.

He stood up with my legs still wrapped around his waist before setting me down. I had a terrible feeling but I swallowed it down and followed him towards the elevator. He motioned for his men to stay and I bit my lip in anticipation.

When the door slid closed, I was instantly pushed against the wall and Lucas' lips were on mine again. I groaned when he grabbed the back of my leg and hoisted it around him pressing his body flush against me.

"You look so sexy, I might just fuck you right here." He croaked and continued grinding into me. He turned me around, shoving my front against the wall and pressed his erection into my ass. When is that fucking drug going to kick in? Is it going to kick in?

I felt his fingertips lift my dress and I panicked.

"Not here. I want to be on top." I mumbled the first thing that came to mind trying to prolong it as much as possible. The thought of having him inside me dried my pussy up like the Kalahari Desert.

He groaned and backed away from me, relief flooded through my veins. "Shit, I bet you're so good at that." Lucas muttered and pressed the button to get the elevator moving again.

"Where are we going?" I asked although I already knew.

"My loft. It has all the privacy we need."

Privacy.

I smiled. "Perfect."

The door slid open, exposing the breathtakingly beautiful penthouse. The first thing I noticed were the floor to ceiling windows and the dark shape of a building on the opposite side.

Dominic's words echoed in my mind.

'Some of my men and I would be on the opposite building ready to blow his brain out.'

Could he see me right now?

The night was a midnight blue, an array of stars littered the sky and complimented the bright orange city lights. I didn't have time to marvel at the view when I froze suddenly

comprehending that I was alone with Lucas, a man who had been described as infamous.

I whirled around, catching his eyes on my ass.

When he looked up, his lids were droopier than they were a few minutes ago. Is it working?

I sat down on the couch, spreading my legs and a smirk formed on his face. I watched him stumble until he was only a foot away, looming over me with his impressive height.

"I want you to fuck me with this view."

Lucas shook his head, the leer still apparent on his lips but I could tell that he was a bit confused. I grinned watching him unbutton his shirt, slowly exposing the tattooed skin underneath and the gold chain with a pendent that looked expensive enough to pay off my debt.

He was still standing, trying to get his shirt off with clumsy hands as I kept my eyes on him. I hid my reaction when I saw a red dot flicker twice on his forehead before it disappeared entirely.

Dominic was letting me know he had my back.

"Come on, what's taking you so long?" I whined scrunching my face and titling my head. I leaned back onto my flat palms and spread my legs even further. Lucas eyes were bloodshot, he aged about ten years in the span of five minutes.

"Sorry, I-I think I drank too much." He whispered clutching his head before swaying but I got up and wrapped my arm around his waist to steady him. If he fell and got knocked out then all of this would have been for nothing.

I rolled my eyes when his head dropped - it was supposed to make him spill his heart out, not unconscious.

"Point me to your room so you can lay down." I instructed him and he just lazily lifted his hand pointing towards an open door in the far corner.

I started leading us towards it and sighed when I saw the ceiling to floor window. Lucas wrapped his arms around me from behind before falling onto the bed, cuddling into me.

"Hey, are you okay? Should I leave?" I asked furrowing my brows.

"No, stay with me. You're warm and soft." He said, his voice muffled by my hair. I almost growled in frustration. The man loved cuddles definitely but I needed to get the information out of him before he fell asleep. I reached into my purse and pressed record on the recorder in pen form.

"So...Lucas..."

Thirty minutes later and I had everything I needed to know, plus more. I don't know what magic that powder contained but Lucas answered every question without hesitation or suspicion. He just continued cuddling into my back and sighing in content.

Lucas was singing like a canary about his job, how he had an ex-wife who cleaned out his bank accounts, to one of his bosses he was planning to murder so that he could take over, to the newest business transactions regarding the large amount of coke being shipped in and the location.

Everything

"Speaking of coke." He slurred before pushing himself up. I turned on my side, watching him open the pendant around his chain and holding it out to me. My eyes widened when I saw the bright white powder in the centre. I should've fucking known.

"Have some." Lucas urged bringing his body closer to me, still holding the pendant vertically so it wouldn't spill out. I shook my head no and his face dropped, a look of anger replacing his previous playful expression. My heart sank.

"I said, have some." He growled at me before grabbing the back of my head trying to push me down.

Lucas was still weak and his strength seemed to have vanish along with his balance so I had no trouble escaping his hold and standing up. I needed to leave. I picked up my purse that had fallen and looked up, catching Lucas holding

one nostril closed and taking a deep sniff of the white powder.

I hurriedly turned around. I knew what cocaine did and I needed to get out of there before he regained his power. My heels clinked on the tiles as I rushed through the large loft and just as I was about to reach the elevator, a hand wrapped around my arm.

"Where are you going? I feel better." It had only been a few seconds but I could already tell the difference in his voice. I whirled around.

Through the dark brown tint of his glassy eyes I could see how massive his pupils were.

"We still need to fuck, remember?" Lucas snapped, the grip on my arm tightening painfully. I wanted to hit him so fucking hard in the face but I didn't want him also questioning the bruise the next day, wondering where it came from.

Yurik said Lucas wouldn't remember a thing or be sceptical about the lady he had met the previous night and I wanted to keep it that way.

"Give me your number. I'll call you." I said smiling trying to convince him. He shook his head, not buying it.

"No. Now." He sneered before grabbing a hold of my hair so hard I could feel the prickling pain of the strands being pulled.

I grit my teeth and reached my hand down to his crotch. I grabbed his balls through the thin material of his pants so hard I felt the tender flesh squeezing in my palm.

"Let go of my fucking hair before I rip your balls off." I snapped putting all my strength into the squeeze. Lucas released my hair and let out a blood curling scream. He dropped to his knees, clutching his groin and coughing. He fell onto all fours before gagging with nothing coming out. I watched in disgust as he pathetically tried to stand up.

I put my heel on his shoulder and kicked him down again.

"You bitch." He hissed rolling onto his back.

The effects of the cocaine plus the drug Dominic had given seemed to be fighting a war with Lucas as his eyes rolled into his head. He let out one strangled groan before falling limp. I froze - is he dead?

I bent down and pressed two fingers against his neck. I sighed in relief when I felt that he was still very much alive, just unconscious.

I couldn't leave him on the floor, so with much difficulty I managed to drag him all the way to his bed and undress him. The man weighed a fucking ton and by the time I was done I was breathing heavily and my throat was parched

For good measure I gave him one last smack on the face for all the trouble.

*

I blew a kiss at his men and they grinned, probably thinking that I had just fucked the shit out their boss. Of course I had intentionally ruffled my hair and messed up my eye make up to give that idea. When I was out of the club, I breathed out a sigh of relief and headed to the Mercedes.

I couldn't wait to get out of there.

Once I was inside the car I dropped my forehead onto the steering wheel, taking deep staggering breaths in as an attempt to calm myself. That was way more difficult than I had expected and I needed to shower...urgently. I stopped the recording on the pen.

I switched the car on, putting it in reverse and rushing out of the parking space. My destination was the mansion and after a few minutes of driving, a familiar van was trailing behind me and I smiled at the rear view mirror.

When I pulled up to the large house, the gates slid open allowing me in. I parked and stepped out, instantly feeling more relaxed than I did a few minutes ago as Yurik, Dominic and a few unknown faces stepped out of the van.

Yurik grinned before rushing over and giving me a rib-crushing bear hug. I squealed when he spun me around before setting me down and inspecting my body for any injuries.

"You okay?" He asked concerned and I nodded looking over his shoulder at the man who was reluctant about the situation from the very beginning.

My face fell when Dominic walked right past me, ignoring my existence completely.