Seducing Mr Lukers: A night to remember

Anethiasia’s POV The warm light brushes my face. It felt really nice. The warm light was so gentle, I frowned and moved my body a little, my head ached lightly, I struggled to open my eyes,Everything felt heavy, slow, like my body was still asleep while my mind floated somewhere else. Through the tinted glass, I saw someone standing outside the car. A tall familiar figure. Looks Like he’d been there all night. I tried forcing my eyes to focus. “Lucas?” I whispered, Just then I noticed something heavy across my waist.Turning to the side, And froze, A strange man lay beside me on bare chest, strong shoulders and a calm face. He was breathing slowly and peacefully, without noticing his environment. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Oh God…” I said. I pinched my arm hard trying to wake myself from this dream. “Ouch.” Panic surged up my throat. I quickly slapped a hand over my mouth, forcing the scream back down. I couldn’t afford to wake him up, I couldn’t let him see my face, that

Japheth POVWe drove away from that mess and, after a few mInutes, reached the prIvate Irstrip where my jet waited. 1 stepped out of the car with my bodyguards and climbed aboard, makIng myself comfortable, until my phone started vibrating.“Goddamn thIs annoying device,” 1 muttered, fishing it from my pocket. The name on the screen annoyed me before 1 even answered.“What do you want now?” 1 barked.“This is how you speak to your father?” His voice, sharp and naggIng, came from the other end. 1 smacked my forehead in Irritation and, clenching my fist, forced a polite tone. “I’ have boarded the plane.”“Okay then, have a nice trip. We’re going to Chairman Mark Chris’s mansion to get your fiancée’s signature on the contract.” He hung up, leaving me in a swell of numb fury. I had promised myself I will never marry, yet here I was, being forced Into a union with a woman I’d never met. The thought made my blood heat. I rested my head against the seat as the plane lifted off.An hour later

Japhet’s POVLukers Mansion — New York“What did you say?” I exploded, slamming my palm on the desk. “She SIGNED the contract marriage papers?!”I could practically hear Erick grinning smugly through the phone.Of course he found this hilarious.I put those insane terms in the contract for one reason — so that brat would reject it and the engagement would collapse peacefully. But no. Instead, she signed the papers and then strutted out to a nightclub like she had won a crown.Humiliation. That’s what it was.Pure, burning humiliation for our family name.“How could she disrespect Dad like that?” I growled, pacing like a caged tiger.“Calm down, brother,” Erick chuckled. “She’s rude, yes… but your future wife is—”“Finish that sentence wisely,” I warned.“A goddess,” he finished anyway, sounding annoyingly dreamy. “Perfect curves, perfect face, perfect—”I disconnected the call before he could finish reviewing her anatomy like he was describing artwork.Whatever. I didn’t care how she

Ana’s POVMash-Up Nightclub, Lyon City, France“Gosh, I’m here again.” I swirled the rim of my wine glass and sighed. “I wonder what kind of impression I left on my father-in-law. Or rather, what Chairman Ken Lukers must think of me after witnessing my disgraceful behavior.”I chuckled bitterly to myself, sipping another shot. “He probably felt humiliated, insulted, ashamed… and that’s exactly what he deserves for raising such an arrogant son.”I tilted my head, muttering under my breath. “Like, bruh, I’m not a pushover. I just wanted to meet my husband and try to understand him.”No one had ever tried to understand me, not my parents, not the people around me, not the men who claimed to love me. All they ever saw was my name, my money, my body. I was nothing more than a sparkling diamond on display, something to be owned, flaunted, and used until I lost my shine.Love had long become a meaningless game. I used those fake confessions from men as temporary distractions, to fill the vo

Ana’s POV"Do you know what I had to do in order to meet you again?" He scowled as his grip on my neck tightened. I was slowly getting out of breath but I don't know why my body was loving his torture.I've never felt this turned on and hot before for any man. I guess I'm a masochist who derives sexual gratification from their own pain or humiliation. I noticed from a side glance that the driver was trembling in terror as he looked at the rummaging Xavier through the car's front mirror. There was no wonder I didn't know about Xavier Hill.The infamous Mafia Boss of American territory known as DarZ. Even the top mafias trembled at the name of Xavier H While being the god boss of all underground activities, nobody has seen the face of Xavier Hill. I can't believe I'm with him, under his sexy body."Why are you quiet? Don't you know how to answer when asked?" He grabbed my hair with his other hand and yanked me up He himself got seated and shoved my face on his hard bulge. Making me kn