Velia groaned. Her sleep was disturbed. Something was present, transforming tranquility into restlessness. It felt strange, like a ticklish sensation that spread second by second. It created a tingling that made Velia squirm. Half-conscious, Velia's heart raced faster. Her previously relaxed breaths instantly changed, becoming more fervent. Comfort eroded. Restlessness emerged. Velia's head moved restlessly on the pillow. She still had her eyes closed, but her hands began to search in confusion. Clutching the pillow, she groaned again. Velia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but in vain. A faint touch caressed along her thigh, rendering her powerless. Warmth landed. Moisture enveloped Velia's nipples, leaving a mark on the satin nightgown and creating a feminine silhouette underneath. Velia opened her eyes. One face greeted her, and she was not surprised at all. “Luc.” Lucas was there, lying beside Velia. His position was sideways, with his hand slipping under Velia's
“Good morning, Sir.” As usual, Vlora greeted Lucas at the grand courtyard of Greatech. She took Lucas's briefcase and escorted him to the dedicated elevator. “Sorry in advance, Sir.” Vlora's voice coincided with the lift starting to ascend. Lucas raised an eyebrow, glanced at his watch, and waited for Vlora to speak. “Mr. Sanders is here.” Lucas furrowed his brow and raised his left hand. He checked the time and instinctively asked. “This early?” Frankly, Lucas was impressed. He did not expect to receive a visitor even before work hours. It made him exhale a bit, imagining what would happen if he decided to come to the office a little late—just a little. Not without reason. Opening his eyes and finding Velia sleeping in his embrace was the biggest temptation for Lucas. If he followed his heart's desire, he probably would not come to the office that early. That early or maybe too late. Those were the two choices Lucas faced for breakfast. “It seems he has gotten used to waking
Velia arrived at the apartment just before the sun completely set. Her hands were full of shopping bags, and she politely declined the help offered by the apartment staff. The elevator ascended, giving her time to reflect on everything that had happened that day. Velia's two objectives for going out had been accomplished. She visited Harry and paid off her debt to the loan shark. Despite what she was going through, she should feel relieved now. If only that encounter had not happened. Sandra's warnings and threats echoed in Velia's mind. Just echoes, but strangely enough, they triggered the tremors once again. Believe me, only God knows how much I didn't want to meet Lucas. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. It did not just bring them together; it bound Velia to Lucas once again. It was pathetic, but he was the only one who could support her. She was dependent on him and could not let go. Despite that, Velia was certain that Lucas would not let her go. The luxurious apartment wa
Lucas was disturbed from his deep sleep. There were faint murmurs that disrupted him. He woke up and found the source to be Velia. Velia appeared restless. Her sleep was troubled, as if something terrible was disturbing her. Something like... ~ “What did you forget about what I said? How many times do I have to tell you? Look at who you are.” “No. Please.” “Oh, of course. The lowly nature of your parents truly flows in your blood, Velia.” “No. Not my parents.” “So, go. Go as far as possible until Lucas can never find you again.” “I promise. I will go.” “I'm not joking. If you still get close to Lucas, I will ruin your life.” “I promise. I will stay away from Lucas.” “I'll hold you to your promise, and if your life falls apart someday, don't be surprised. It means you've broken your promise.” “I won't break it.” “Don't let Lucas find you, or else I can do anything. Starting with your parents.” ~ Sweat dripped. The murmurs grew louder. Velia appeared tormented, trapped in
Indeed, it is normal for Velia to wake up feeling tired. Since she entrusted her life to Lucas, there has not been a truly refreshing sleep for her. Especially after last night. She had a terrible and horrifying nightmare. Not only did Velia's body feel exhausted, but her soul was also shaken. Apparently, Lucas's caresses did succeed in putting her to sleep. However, they were not powerful enough to banish the terrifying images from her mind upon waking up. “Luc?” Rising and holding the blanket to her chest, once again Velia did not find Lucas by her side. She glanced at the clock and realized it was still early in the morning. Velia put on her nightgown and got out of bed. She searched for Lucas's whereabouts until her steps led her to the kitchen. “Are you awake?” Lucas was already dressed neatly, complete with a white shirt and tie. He looked fresh as he prepared breakfast. “Yes,” Velia nodded awkwardly. “Y-you prepared breakfast.” “Just sandwiches. It's not difficult.” Luc
Days passed. During that time, Velia realized something. Lucas was always there with her. Seven days a week, without exception. Velia finished preparing breakfast when Lucas arrived, looking neat and tidy. They sat down together. Lucas wiped his mouth. He finished a glass of water and asked nonchalantly, “Is there something you want to say?” Velia snapped out of her reverie, and Lucas stared at her. His gaze seemed piercing. “You've been watching me all this time,” Lucas continued. “I thought there was something you wanted to say.” Velia should not have been surprised. He seemed careless, but in truth, Lucas was very perceptive. Nothing escaped his eyes. Regarding Lucas's perceptiveness, Velia realized something else. There was no point in lying to him. Trying to be dishonest with him was the fastest way to invite trouble. “I remember you once told me that you gave me this apartment unit to make things easier for you.” That was enough. Velia did not need to explain the details.
Ricardo entered hurriedly and slammed the door shut. His loud voice startled the deputy who was engrossed with the computer. “Vonda,” Ricardo called as he walked towards his office door. “Call Mecca. Tell her to meet me right away.” “Yes, Sir.” Entering his workspace, Ricardo quickly grabbed a glass of water and downed it in an instant. Sandra's command left him breathless. A knock on the door caught Ricardo's attention. He hurriedly sat behind his desk and exclaimed, “Come in.” The door opened, and Mecca entered. She smiled politely as Ricardo motioned for her to sit. “What's the matter, Sir?” Ricardo wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue and squeezed it. He tried to smile to suppress the escalating panic. “I want to ask something,” Ricardo said, hoping not to raise suspicion. “How is Velia doing?” Out of the many reasons Ricardo could have called her, this possibility was unexpected for Mecca. Confusion immediately appeared on her face as she answered. “Velia seems
“Oh my goodness, Luc! I can't believe what you did to Clarissa. How could you, Luc? How could you leave her alone while you came home?” Lucas closed his eyes dramatically. Honestly, he was not surprised by his mother's anger. On the contrary, he was surprised that Sandra had not contacted him after her encounter with Clarissa earlier this evening. “I was exhausted and couldn't wait for her just to have a cup of tea,” Lucas said, taking off his glasses perched on his nose. “I have more important work than her.” The laptop lit up, displaying the graphs Lucas was reviewing. Sandra's call came at an inconvenient time, and he had to momentarily leave his work. Sandra's audible sigh came from the other side. It seemed that his mother needed to calm herself before continuing the conversation. “Fine. Let's forget about this. How about Sunday night?” Vaguely, Lucas frowned. “What's happening on Sunday night?” “We haven't met since we went to Jakarta. Wouldn't it be nice if we had dinner