Lucas POVIt only took a few seconds for Claire to enter into the bathroom, the door clicking shots behind her. I could still feel how we pressed against each other, but I had to respond to whoever was knocking.I straightened my shirt and walked to the door as the knock came again.When I wrecked it open, Dominic was standing there like he owned the hallway, one hand shoved into his pocket, the other against the door frame. His smile was smug.This made me wonder what my father may have promised him, because I knew they had a meeting in the study.“I’m done talking to your father. Thought I should stop by and say hello,” he said, making his way into my room.I raised my eyebrow at the audacity. “Cut to the chase, Dominic. I’m not in the mood for your stupid games.”“Fine. Stay out of my way when it comes to Claire. I’m sure you are the reason why she did not agree when your father asked her.”I came closer to him. “Stay away from my sister.”He chuckled. “I would not, ever. You are p
Claire’s POVI didn’t expect that his face would morph from a scowl to a smile. It was far from a warm one; it was the type of smile you gave somebody when you wanted to stab them in the back. He leaned backwards slightly.“Father, you do realize the is not from our status, right? In fact, in every possible way, he’s beneath us. He has no right to even think about dating an heiress.”His smile widened as each word from his lips dropped like a bomb. I looked at Dominic, who fell silent. His jaw was set, I could see a faint flaring of his nostrils, and his shoulders seemed tense. His eyes did not leave Luca’s. The way his grip tightened over his fork made me realize that Luca had rattled him instead.I turned to Maddie, who sat with the kind of inspiration only she could wear during this kind of moment. She was amused and entertained by the drama going on in front of her. Her lips curved up. When her eyes met mine, her smile widened. I could see how desperate she was to see how this all
(Claire’s POV)Once the car came to his stop at the Delacroix’s mansion, I didn’t wait for Dominic to say anything to me nor did I spare Luca another glance. The moment the doors flew open, I stepped out, the cool breeze hitting my face.I didn’t bother looking back at either of them. I wonder what Dominic thought when he entered into the car that still smelled of me. Luca, on the other hand, just kept staring at me. I could feel it cling to my skin.I quickened my pace, my heart pounded, and my mind couldn’t stop replaying the last 10 minutes in the car. I could still hear My moans, the way my nails dug into the seat, the heat that spread through me, his fingers deep inside me. Oh God, what did I let him do to me?The painful part was that I actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed the pretend fight and the way he forced his way into me, his possession and his dominance. I craved it, and I can’t believe I begged him for more. The thought alone makes me cringe.My face burned. Hurt, anybody who
(Luca Delacroix POV)I was angry with her. I was angry that she would let a man touch her. She didn’t seem so free with me, but she was so free with him. It irritated me.“Do you have any idea how close I came to breaking his wrist?” I asked, my fingers twirling between her folds.Ohh gosh, she was wet. Wet and ready for me to sink my cock deep inside her.She met me stare for stare. I caught the hint of guilt cross her face before she buried it in her usual defiance.“Luca, you are crazy, you are overreacting,” she said breathily.I circled her clit with my fingers, with the same rhythm that my pulse rolled in my ears. “Overreacting? He touched you, Claire, in front of me. It was like I didn’t exist, like you weren’t already mine.”Her lips parted, wanting to argue, but a small moan escaped. She was so beautiful with her eyes hooded in pleasure. I could watch her all day and never get tired.“I am not yours,” she stammered.“Fuck, yes you are. You are mine, and mine alone. I don’t wa
Lucas POVThe moment Dominic held Claire’s hands, something inside me went feral. It wasn’t just jealousy—it was an all-consuming rage. It was visceral, crawling up my spine. I could still see it—the way he leaned closer, his mouth almost brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered into it. His hand had lingered far too long, his thumb brushing her skin. I could see every single thing.My blood turned molten.For God’s sake, they were walking hand in hand. He was guiding her like she belonged to him. For a moment, I think they forgot I was there—or that I came with them. My fist tightened until I felt my nails making a moon crescent on my palms.Everywhere was in chaos, but I hardly could care. All I was fixated on was how Dominic took my girl.He had no right to display protector when that was my role in her life.Suddenly, she glanced back at me. Just for a second, her eyes found mine. I caught the hint of uncertainty in her gaze. It was enough to put out the fire inside me, but t
Claire’s POVAll eyes were on me.The room felt like it would shrink. The hungry gleam in the eyes of every reporter said it all, this was the big moment, this was the breaking news. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.I knew that question was coming, this particular one about what really was going on behind the scenes. Why was I claiming this name after all this time? Was I a gold digger?If I ever answered this question, it would end in something more than just if we can use maybe, with Victor suing most of the press to court. I didn’t trust myself to speak in that moment, and so I left it for the professional.And before I could think twice, Dominique was leaned over me, his mouth to my mic.“There will be no comment on that question at this time. We appreciate your understanding and ask that we move on respectfully.”His voice was so calm, and the way he smiled after his statement to the reporters, you could see he had a commanding presence around them.Murmurs erupte