FAZER LOGIN"No need, I'm not hungry at all," Lukas said dismissively, brushing off her offer without a second thought."Huh?" Gloria stopped dead in her tracks, turning back with a confused expression etched on her face. She stared at him, blinking in disbelief. "You... you're really not hungry? After such a long day?""I've already had a full dinner with my business partner," Lukas replied ruthlessly, his voice cold and cutting. He smirked inwardly, savoring the lost, bewildered look in Gloria's eyes and it was almost satisfying. Honestly, Lukas had also noticed the deep sadness lingering in her gaze, the puffiness around her eyes that screamed she'd been crying buckets recently. But he chalked it up to her own doing: probably bawling because she missed the lavish, spoiled lifestyle she expected from marrying Victor. Now, reduced to slaving away as a live-in maid every single day? A pampered woman like her would cry rivers over that downgrade, right? It was poetic justice in his mind.'See? Thi
I used to share that same narrow-minded mindset back then," Lukas continued, his tone reflective. "But after I left for those ten long years abroad, everything changed. I stepped into circles the Gray family never touched met tons of new people from all walks of life. I made genuine friends and even dated women from other races, exploring relationships without the old baggage. I quickly realized there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Dating them? Befriending them? Even jumping into full-on sexual relationships? No issues at all. It opened my eyes wide."'Wow, what kind of sick, old-fashioned, backward way of thinking is that?' Isaiah thought, shaking his head inwardly in disgust. 'I always knew Lukas was a total ass in his own right, ruthless in business, no mercy. But damn, his family sounds even worse than him. Like relics from a bygone era of hate.'"Is that also the main reason you hired me in the first place, Sir?" Isaiah asked pointedly, his curiosity piqued. "Because I'm Bla
You only ruined my big opportunity with Lukas Anderson victor’s secretary raised her brow, taunting Isaiah who shot her a furious glare right back. He was incredibly relieved that the ridiculous trade offer had been called off completely. No way was he going to let that slide.He never in a million years expected Victor to refuse him like that. Based on all the stories Gloria had shared, Victor was the kind of guy who would absolutely fuck any attractive woman who crossed his path—no questions asked, no hesitation. He'd chase skirts like it was his full-time job.'Well, for the first time in my entire life, I'm so damn glad he doesn't find me attractive at all. But shit, that was seriously nerve-racking! My pulse was racing the whole time. I genuinely thought the trade might actually go through for a hot second!' Isaiah exhaled slowly, feeling the tension drain from his shoulders. My poor asshole'But...' Isaiah glanced down at his boss again, studying Lukas's calm expression. 'I have
The secretary leaned forward even more, her low-cut blouse straining against her massive, heaving boobs as she slid the papers across the desk. "Th-This is the contract, Sir. Please... take a good, long look at it," she purred in a husky, needy voice, practically shoving her cleavage right under Lukas's nose. She imagined him grabbing her, burying his face deep in her soft, jiggling tits, squeezing them hard, pinching her stiff nipples, and sucking them until she was dripping wet and begging for his cock.'Fuck yes, that's so hot! Pound me already!' The secretary thought, her pussy throbbing with heat. She felt her panties getting soaked just from the dirty fantasy, her thighs rubbing together under the desk as she squirmed like a bitch in heat."Them?" Lukas chuckled, teasing her shamelessly. He loved how this desperate slut threw herself at him—it was entertaining as hell."A-Ah, I meant it, Sir... oopsie," the secretary giggled sluttily, not even sorry. She licked her lips slowly,
Lukas was waiting inside his expansive office for what felt like an eternity, though it had only been a short while. He found himself staring intently at the unassuming lunch bag perched on the edge of his desk, its presence both tempting and taunting him. Every time he dared to unzip it even slightly, the rich, mouthwatering aroma of Gloria's homemade cooking wafted delicately under his nose—savory spices mingling with tender meats and fresh vegetables—sending his stomach into a symphony of loud, insistent grumbles that echoed through the quiet room."Ah, should I just go ahead and eat it right now? It smells divine," Lukas wondered aloud to himself, his resolve wavering as visions of the feast inside danced in his mind. But no, it would be downright awkward if his big brother walked in and caught him mid-bite, devouring it like a man starved. And truth be told, Lukas knew he absolutely couldn't stop once he started on her cooking—it was that addictively good, especially paired with
Lukas's confused expression suddenly cooled down, hardening into a mask of icy determination, mirroring the cold steel that now gleamed in his piercing eyes as he steeled himself for the path ahead."Yeah, don't ever forget what you're truly here for, Lukas not after everything they've done to you, all the irreparable damage and betrayal that shaped you into the man you are today," Lukas murmured to himself, his mind flooding with vivid, painful memories of the injustices inflicted upon him, the wounds that still festered deep within, fueling his unquenchable thirst for retribution.However, he was acutely aware that he had to proceed with painstaking caution, taking each calculated step slowly and methodically so that his big brother—the immensely powerful and influential Victor Anderson wouldn't suspect a thing about his true, vengeful intentions lurking beneath the surface. Rushing would spell disaster; patience was his most potent weapon.As Lukas immersed himself in brainstorming
Lukas and Victor discussed their new cooperation. It went pretty well, mainly because Lukas seemed submissive and tried to give Victor an advantage over the contract. They sat at the massive oak desk, papers spread out like a battlefield map. Lukas pointed to numbers, saying, "Take this share, brot
A secretary?" Lukas raised his eyebrow. He smiled thin. "She glares at the big boss? Brother, you have gone soft on her. I never knew you had a soft spot for your own secretary."Victor shook his head. He let out a short laugh. "No way. She is just one of my side pieces. I tolerate her more because
Lukas gripped the steering wheel of his sleek black luxury sedan, the engine purring like a contented predator as he navigated the rain-slicked streets toward one of his big brother's sprawling offices in the heart of the city's financial district. Towering glass monoliths pierced the stormy sky, t
But please, promise you won't tell this to Lukas, okay?" Gloria asked softly, her eyes pleading."You mean about all the awful things Victor did to you?""Yeah, exactly...""Isn't it better if he knew just how much of a total jerk his own brother can really be?""Ah, please don't say anything..." G







