LOGINAurelia's POVMy brain short-circuited as a dozen pairs of eyes snapped directly to me, then down to the thong in my hand, and finally to the thin silk nightgown.A wave of violent embarrassment flared through my body, turning my face a deep, furious crimson. Then, Lucien broke the suffocating silence with a soft chuckle.He began walking toward me. I remained frozen on the spot, my eyes dragged to Arthur, who had kindly and respectfully looked away.Damn it. I looked exactly like a kept mistress caught in the act. There was no denying it, and I could tell by the glint in Lucien's eyes just how much he was enjoying my humiliation.He stopped right in front of my crouched form, a wide, amused smile on his face, as if this were the most hilarious thing he’d ever witnessed.He lowered himself to my level, folding his arms over his knees, before leaning in to whisper against my ear, “Busted.”A slow, wicked smirk curved his lips—the exact expression that made my blood boil with a mixture
Aurelia's POVThe first thing I registered wasn't the light, but the warmth.My eyes cracked open to a dim, peaceful quiet, the heavy blackout curtains keeping the harsh Vegas sun at bay. For a fleeting second, my mind was beautifully blank. I felt completely rested, drunk on sleep, wrapped in an unfamiliar comfort.But as the morning fog cleared, the heavy reality of where I was—and who I was with—came crashing back.Lucien’s thick, muscled arm draped over my waist, pinning my back flush against his chest. He was a furnace behind me, his steady breaths vibrating faintly against my spine. I wanted to shift, to pull away just an inch, but I was terrified that any slight movement would wake him. If he opened his eyes now, I wouldn't even know how to face him after last night.Stuck beneath the quiet weight of him, I lay there frozen, staring at the shadows on the ceiling as my heart did a slow, nervous flutter.The memory of last night rushed back in a searing wave—the dining table, t
“Lucien...” I whimpered, my fingers tangling in the bound cloth.“That’s it, little swan.. Call my name.” He murmured against my skin before diving back down.This time, he didn't just lap at the surface. His tongue pushed directly between my slick folds, sliding inside me. He pushed an inch of his wet, thick muscle deep into my warmth, mimicking the slow, agonizing rhythm of a real pace. In and out. He dragged his tongue out completely, only to sink back into my tight opening, stretching the friction until I was panting and sobbing for air.Just as I thought I couldn't take the invasion anymore, he shifted his focus entirely to my clit.He flicked his tongue rapidly over the sensitive little bud, making my hips buck wildly in shock. But Lucien caught me flat—his large hands clamped hard around my thighs, locking them into place so I couldn't move an inch. With me completely pinned, his tongue flattened, pressing firmly and heavily against my exposed, hyper-sensitive bud. The de
Aurelia’s POVI was wiping the dining table clean when I heard his footsteps coming down the stairs. Even without looking up, I could feel his eyes on me—those dark, captivating depths that always made me feel utterly trapped. I deliberately chose to ignore him, focusing entirely on my task.“What are you doing?” Lucien asked, slowly approaching my side.“Cleaning,” I said simply, keeping my eyes on the veined black marble.“You do know I have a full professional staff to handle that, right?”I shrugged, refusing to look at him. “I’m just used to doing things by myself.”He chuckled, the sound low and deeply masculine. “Or you’re just too scared to go upstairs and meet me in the bedroom.”That made me turn around to face him, but the defensive remark dying on my tongue the second my eyes landed on him.He was completely shirtless, leaving the sprawling black ink of his tattoos wide open—a dark, intricate contrast against the heavy musculature of his chest and broad shoulders.His ha
He bit his bottom lip, his fingers slowly reaching out to skim the hem of the fabric. "I don't mind having the other type of dessert from you tonight."My face flushed a violent, burning red. Instantly, I slammed my palms against his chest, pushing him back with all the strength I had. Desperate to put some distance between our heated bodies, I snatched up a stack of dirty dishes and practically ran over to the kitchen sink.I needed to calm down, to breathe, but my hands were shaking. The shattering orgasm he had forced out of me this morning had left my body hyper-sensitive, and even the memory of it made a liquid heat pool between my thighs."I think about you, as well..." His voice was a dark purr right behind me. He closed the distance instantly, his chest pressing into my back as his lips slowly dipped down to the sensitive shell of my ear."Especially those breathless moans and whimpers you made on my desk this morning."His hot breath sent a violent shiver cascading down my
Aurelia’s POV Once I finished setting the dinner table, I took a quick step back to look over the entire arrangement. It fell somewhere in that awkward gray area between casual and formal. Staring at the flickering flames, I began to wonder if the candles were a bit too much. It felt like I was putting far too much effort into a meal for my captor. I leaned forward and blew them out, the smoke barely rising before the penthouse elevator dinged and the steel doors slid open. Lucien walked out, and his dark, stormy eyes met mine in an instant, breathless rush. He looked utterly breathtaking, a stark contrast to the monster I knew him to be. He had loosened his silk tie, the top two buttons of his black dress shirt undone to reveal the sharp columns of his throat. His tailored trousers hugged his long legs perfectly, and as he moved, he possessed the effortless, lethal grace of a predator returning to his den. His sharp brows shot up the moment he noticed my frantic attempt
Lucien’s POVA slow, thoroughly satisfied smile plastered itself across my face as I watched my little swan struggle to adjust her twisted white skirt. I leaned back against the edge of my desk, crossing my arms over my chest, radiating absolute triumph. Even though I hadn't gone all the way and
Aurelia's POV His rough fingers began to slowly caress my skin, his hand sliding beneath the fabric of my white skirt, tracing the curve of my hip until his palm cupped my bare ass.I felt the sudden, violent rush of his blood as his fingers brushed the specific underwear I was wearing.He realize
Aurelia’s POVThe moment my fingers pushed the heavy mahogany door open, a string of harsh, venomous curses sliced through the air."I don't give a damn about their supply chains! Tell them if those shipments aren't clearing customs by midnight, I’ll personally ensure their entire board of director
Aurelia’s POV"What is it, Arthur?" He barked into the silence, his tone growing sharper, though his words were still heavy with sleep. "Good morning..." I whispered quietly. A long, suffocating silence filled the line. I could practically hear the gears grinding in his head as it took him severa







