LOGINLucille’s POVI snapped my head to the side. My phone laid at the side with an ongoing call. My eyes widened, glancing at King. His lips were curved in an arc, satisfaction in his gaze. “You—”“What are you doing, Lucille?!” Benjamin barked, his rage sipping through the phone.I opened my mouth to speak, instead a moan came out. King moved his hips, resuming his thrusts. He didn’t seem to care that someone could hear us. Or he just didn’t care what Benjamin heard or thought.I threw my hands over my head, gripping the couch with my head tipped back. The squleching sounds of his dick inside of me, his groans, my moans, I could control none of it.My grip tightened around the leather couch. He bent over, taking over my lips. I moaned into his mouth, as my fingers found his back, digging my nails into the skin around it. “Oh, fuck I’ve missed you,” he said.I stared at him with lust filled eyes, lips parted. “Does it feel good?” he grunted, flicking my bud.I could make no words, only a
Lucille’s POVHis gaze turned dark. He took slow, deliberate steps towards me. I moved back until my waist hit the table behind me. He came closer, with his hand on the table beside mine and his face inches from mine. My heart raced, staring into his eyes.“What do you think I’m hiding?” he asked.His voice low, almost groggy from how much alcohol he had consumed. “I just know you are. You wouldn’t lock yourself up for just anything. Tell me.” I brought my hand around his neck.He shivered. He glanced at my arm before taking it back to my face. A grin spread across his face. “You have a chance to leave, Lucille. Take it,” he said.I hated that he was trying to chase me away. I bit the inside of my mouth then wrapped my hand around his neck tighter. “And if I don’t?” I asked. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about Benj—”A finger came on my lips. “I’m giving you space, not because of him but because…” he paused then pulled away from me.“I’m giving you space,” he added.“That isn’t th
Lucille’s POV“Please, Lucille, I only need an audience. Five minutes, all I need is five minutes.” Benjamin kept screaming his lungs out.He was done playing nice. Now, he was trying to take my name through the mud. “Miss Lucille,” Kristy called out.I picked up the coffe mug from the tray and took a sip. “Thank you.”“He’s really persistent,” Kristy said and I hummed in agreement. He was kneeling, tears streaming down his face as he smacked his head every now and down on the concrete under his feet.If only he did it hard enough and his head explodes on impact. Then again, he’s currently in front of my office building. I wouldn’t want his filthy blood in front of it. “You don’t seem worried about him, Miss Lucille,” Kristy pointed out.She was a hundred percent right. I turned away from the window to my seat. “He’s trying to force my hand. No business wants bad press and if I wanted to get rid of that, I would just have to see him. Unfortunately for him, I had better ways to handle
Lucille’s POVKing said nothing as he walked out of the bathroom. It felt as though something shifted and I wasn’t sure what must have caused it. I pulled the bedside drawer open, picking up my pills.I threw a piece in my mouth and downed it with some water before heading out the door. King had just wrapped up warming up the food when I reached the dining table. “Mommy come sit,” Harvey said, tapping the empty seat beside him.It has been a month since Sam knew about King and he could come and go without needing to go through the window. Although we hadn’t said anything about how close we were, which was far from being friends. “Madam,” Sam greeted.I gave her a curt nod before taking a seat. “How was the park, sweetie?” I asked.“Really fun. I made a new friend,” Harvey said.“That’s good,” I said.King placed our dishes before us then returned to his seat. I watched him. He ate without looking at me. He had said nothing after informing me Benjamin had followed me back to the estate
Lucille’s POV[I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight][I know you’re wondering how I got your number, but that’s not what is important right now][I contacted you because you’ve refused to see me. If you talked to me, I wouldn’t have gone this far]The messages did not stop. He knew my routine. At lunch, he began and once it ended, so did the messages. After work, he resumed and it did not stop until morning. I tossed my phone on the passenger seat before getting behind the wheel.No matter how much I blocked him, he found a way to contact me again. And it was instant. No pause, like he expected me to block him and he was ready with another number to contact me.It was frustrating. I hated that he was getting on my nerves. When he realized that his little stunt to kill himself in front of me did not work, he chose to irritate me instead. I hated that it was working.I hated that I couldn't stop thinking about him. That he had taken over my mind with fear. Harvey was safe, I was safe,
King’s POVI shut my laptop, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Boss.” Gary walked in with quick strides.I picked up a file, without looking at him. “Has it been done?”“She boarded the plane with no fuss. I doubt she has given up.”He reflected my thoughts perfectly. My godmother wouldn’t give up so easily but she has been clean. All she did after the death of Roman was stay home and lay low. At first, I thought she finally understood she had been playing a losing game going against me.But I soon realized it wasn’t the case. She wanted me to let my guard down. I wasn’t sure why, although I got a little idea when she visited Lucille, telling her of the deaths she caused while pinning everything on me.It was amusing to say the least, but that wasn’t her usual card though I won’t push it past her. However, I still have some reservations which is why I quickened her departure. She left… willingly.No fight, no arguments aside from meeting Lucille.She was sent off on her way days later.
Lucille's POV “What?!”I raised my head, brows wiggled in confusion. I wasn't surprised he was bringing it up. It was expected, but I was surprised as to why he brought it up now.I hadn't signed any document which meant they had nothing they wanted. Were they tired of playing the games just when
Lucille's POV The soft beeping of the monitor filled my ears as I slowly came to. I blinked my eyes open, taking some time to get used to the lighting of the room. With the smell of antiseptic and medication, I knew I was in the hospital. The first person I spotted when I opened my eyes was Gary.
Lucille’s POV I rushed down the stairs and flung the door open, snapping my head to each side.I could have sworn I saw someone standing by the window. I rubbed my forehead, slowly having my head ache. “I must have been seeing things,” I muttered to myself, shutting the door.I left for Harvey’s r
Lucille's POV “What are you doing here?” I asked Gary.He looked taller and broader than he had back at the club. It could be because of the dim lights of the club or the fact he had a gun pointed at me less than five minutes of me being in the club. All that didn't matter now. What mattered was







