LOGINThe moment Bella and Lucian stepped into the hall, the room fell into a flabbergasted pause. Stunning felt like an understatement. Bella was radiant, Lucian devastatingly handsome.Words like ethereal, breathtaking, angelic spread through the air. Their matching white outfits were flawless, blinding enough to steal everyone’s breath.Two verified reporters made their way toward them.“Amazing, the stars of the night are finally here,” the male reporter said enthusiastically. “Mrs. Rodriguez, your body, skin, and hair are to die for.”Bella chuckled, running her fingers through her long, thick waves and giving a playful spin.Lucian’s jaw tightened, but he masked it instantly with a smile. “My investment,” he added casually.Bella frowned, then brushed it off, unwilling to dwell on the comment.“Mr. Rodriguez looks incredibly handsome as well,” the female reporter said with a teasing smile. “Honestly, the two of you look dazzling in white. Even snow would envy how bright you are.”“Oh,
“You came home at 3 a.m. What was I supposed to think?” Bella asked, her voice small, almost afraid of the answer.Lucian let out a short, disbelieving laugh and shook his head as if she had deeply disappointed him.“I can’t believe this,” he muttered, dragging a hand down his face. “After everything I’ve done for you… this is what you think of me?”He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming and his voice lowered.“I disappear for a few hours, and instead of trusting your husband, you accuse me of cheating?”He paused, studying her expression.“Do you know how embarrassing that is? How heartbreaking?”He exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples like he was the one under attack.“I was handling something serious. Something I didn’t want to burden you with. I was trying to protect you. And while I’m doing that, you’re here imagining other women?”Then came the final blow.“Maybe the real problem isn’t me.”He held her gaze.“Maybe it’s your insecurity. Because a woman who trusts her husba
Bella took a shower and headed to work since Lucian wasn’t home. The house felt dull and empty. She was still sore, but she pushed the discomfort aside and carried on.When she entered Maria’s office, she immediately noticed something was off. Maria sat behind her desk, unusually quiet, staring into space.“Maria,” Bella called.No response.“Maria!” she raised her voice.Maria flinched and looked up. “How long have you been standing there?”“Just a minute,” Bella replied, settling into the chair opposite her. “What’s wrong? This isn’t like you. Is something bothering you?”“No… no, I’m fine,” Maria said quickly.Then she added, “Have you heard the news? Your husband is launching a new project tomorrow night. He’s hosting a party.”Bella stiffened.Confusion washed over her. Lucian always told her about his projects. They usually celebrated together before the public events.“Are you sure?” Bella asked, her voice tight. “He never mentioned anything like that to me.”Maria raised an ey
“Lu..ahh, Lucian!” Bella screamed as his palm cracked against her ass for the fifteenth time.Her cheeks burned bright red, stinging fiercely, tears spilling freely down her face.Lucian could see she had reached her limit. He leaned down, dragged his tongue slowly over her clit, then moved higher. He kissed the tender, heated skin, gently spreading her apart.“Wait, I haven’t washed…” Bella whimpered, suddenly self-conscious.“Shh. I don’t care,” Lucian murmured against her.He circled her rim with soft licks and reached for the lube, poured a generous amount over her, massaging it in with careful strokes, then added more to his finger and eased it inside, slow and steady.Bella bit her lip at the strange intrusion…neither entirely pleasant nor painful, just… new.Lucian worked a second finger in.“How does it feel, Bella?”She let out a small, shaky whimper, a mix of discomfort and faint pleasure.He added the third.“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, voice cracking.“Breathe,” he spoke roughl
It was 5 a.m. and Lucian was already up. He stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and began choosing his clothes…ignoring the outfit Bella had laid out for him the night before.Bella stirred, opened her eyes, and sat up slowly on the bed. She watched him for a moment.“Why do you leave for work so early now?” she asked calmly. “And you don’t like the clothes I pick out anymore.”She slipped out of bed and walked over, pressing herself against his back, arms circling his waist, lips brushing his back.“You weren’t like this a few months ago. What’s wrong?”Lucian turned to face her.“I have work to do , besides clothing taste changes.”Bella slid her arms over his shoulders.“Fine, but… it’s five in the morning. You’re the CEO. It’s your company. You can go later or not at all.” Her voice dropped. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I didn’t like how angry you looked.”She leaned in and kissed his lips softly.“I need you to fill me up at least before you leave. And tel
Three months went by so quickly and Bella was head in the clouds for lucian and now, they were legally married.They lay tangled in each other’s arms on their first night as husband and wife.“The priest asked such a strange question,” Bella murmured sleepily. “About who would die first… I’d rather we die on the same day. Don’t you agree?”Lucian smiled. “I’d rather die before you.”Bella frowned and lifted her head slightly. “Don’t say that. I know we’ll die someday, but I want your name on me even then. Maybe I’ll tattoo it under my eye. What do you think?”Lucian chuckled. “Are you that brave?”“Yes,” she said without hesitation, nestling closer to him. “Because I’m madly in love with my husband.”Minutes later, her breathing evened out as sleep claimed her.Lucian watched her quietly, his gaze distant.Slowly, he pushed her away from his body and turned to the other side of the bed.*******Lucian woke early the next morning and made breakfast himself.Bella felt pampered, cherish







