MasukLucas’s car rolled into the driveway with a low hum before coming to a complete halt. He turned off the engine, but for a long moment, he remained where he was. The mansion stood before him, magnificent as always.But his mind was somewhere else.He hadn't planned to come home early. He’d been in his office but it had been difficult to concentrate. Every time he closed his eyes, Trevor’s face flashed through his mind and it sent a dreadful chill down his spine. It wasn't that he didn't trust Phoebe. He did. Completely.But he’d grown up with Trevor and knew exactly the kind of man he was. He knew how far he could go to get what he wanted, how convincing he could be. Even though he’d claimed to be done with his pursuit, Lucas couldn't bring himself to believe that. He glanced at the time on his dashboard again. “They should've been back by now,” he muttered. With a frustrated exhale, he finally opened the door and stepped out. The moment he entered the house, the familiar scent o
Trevor caught up with Indigo just as she reached her bedroom door.“Indigo,” he called, his voice carrying a sharp edge to it.She paused, her hand hovering over the handle. Slowly, she faced him and bowed her head. “Yes, sir?” The words came out automatically as though she was trying to hide something. Trevor noticed it and it tugged something uncomfortable in his chest. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.“I…I_“The words tangled in his tongue. In his haste to follow her, he hadn’t stopped to think of what he would tell her once he caught up. The more she stared at him expectantly, the more the question pressed in on him. Why am I even here?The question pressed in on him the more he stood there, his gaze locked with her expectant ones. Why had he felt unsettled when she’d looked at him disappointedly? Why was he standing here in his mansion, grasping for words like a guilty child? His subconscious continued to bombard him with questions. She was just a maid. But yet, th
Phoebe’s laugh broke free before she could even stop it. It was short, sharp, and carried no humor at all. “I should have known,” she said. Her voice trembled despite her efforts to keep herself rooted in place. She straightened her shoulders, refusing to let him see her falter. “All the problems with my husband. Ivan’s acting up, Liam.” Her eyes narrowed as they locked on Trevor’s face.”I should have known it was your doing.”Trevor didn't move. He remained where he stood, his arms folded leisurely across his chest in a way that made her almost scream. Then his eyes darkened. “You give me too much credit,” he said calmly. Phoebe shook her head, a scoff tearing from her lips at the same time. “No, I didn’t give you enough. I should have known that devils hardly ever change.” Her gaze flickered just in time to notice his eyes drifting to Indigo before returning to her. “You couldn’t stand it, could you?” she continued. “That I found myself in the hands of a man who’s everything yo
Phoebe knocked on the door again and again, each thrust carrying the weight of the days she’d waited, the sleepless nights she'd had. She would have been here earlier if not for Lucas who kept asking her to exercise patience.She was about to knock again when the door swung open abruptly, as though the person behind it had been there for a while. Trevor stood there, tall and composed as usual. He was dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves casually rolled up at his forearms. His hair was tousled like he’d just woken up and his mouth curved into an unmistakably pleased smile. “Took you long enough, doll,” he said as his lips curved into an unmistakably pleased smile. Phoebe’s mouth tightened, her jaw locking as she stared at him in annoyance. A sudden urge to smack his face yanked somewhere beneath her but then she held it in. She knew the game he was playing. He wanted to get a reaction from her and she would rather let her anger consume her than give it to him.“Where is my son?”
Phoebe’s fingers slowly found the zipper of his pants and in one swift motion, she pulled his slacks down, exposing his manhood.But just as she settled to take him in her mouth, his hand held hers in place, obstructing her movement.“What?” Her eyes darted up questionably but then the dark animalistic look he had on made her swallow hard. “Don’t worry about me. Your pleasure is all that matters to me,” he said in a husky voice.Phoebe’s heart melted upon hearing him say that. Even though he was rock hard and she was sure it hurt like hell, he still put her first. Just like he always does. “God…Phoebe,” Lucas’ voice pulled her out of her reverie. His expression was thick with lust as he stared at her, his dick still twitching in her hand. “I’ve been going crazy, Phoebe,” he confessed. “Wanting you.” “I thought I would lose you. I…I thought you would leave me forever,” he added. A lone tear escaped from her eyes and Lucas quickly wiped it away, his hand caressing her cheek in
It had been only a day since Ivan left but to Phoebe, it felt like a lifetime had passed. Like a large chunk of her had suddenly gone missing. Ever since she gave birth to Ivan, she’d never been separated from him. Not even once. She’d never slept a night without him. Phoebe sat at the edge of the bed, her gaze darted into space as she twisted her fingers subconsciously. Her throat tightened as she drew in a shaky, slow breath. Had she made a mistake? Her inner mind questioned her for the umptheenth time. She had thought that sending Ivan to spend the weekend with Trevor would help things, just like Marcy had advised. But now, seating alone in the silence, she wasn’t so sure. What if….what if he didn’t….. The door creaked, pulled her out from her reverie and she turned to see Lucas standing close to it. His hands rested on the door as he peeped in like he wasn’t sure of what to do next. “Do you mind if I come in?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper as his







