CHAPTER 2: Possession Contract

— THE DISOWNED HEIRESS & THE SCARRED FRENCH MONARCH —

Lucian let go of my lips but he did not step back. His strong body stayed pressed tight against mine. I was stuck between him and the warm fire. My chest moved fast up and down. My lips felt sore and soft from his hard kiss.

I could feel his hard part pressing right against my stomach. His body was hot and ready for me.

"You... you know who I am," I said quiet and shaking. I tried to push his chest but it was like pushing a hard wall.

Lucian laughed low and dark. He touched the long silver mark on his jaw.

"Did you think you could hide from me Vivienne?" he said. His gray eyes looked straight at me. "Your father tried for five years to ruin my business. I know all about your family. I know your stepmother set you up. I know your father threw you away like trash."

My heart stopped. "Then why buy me? If you hate my family leave me there."

"Because you are the perfect tool," Lucian said. He stepped back and crossed his arms. I felt cold right away. "Your father thinks you are nothing. But you know all his secrets. You know where he is weak. And now you belong to me."

He walked to the big wooden table. He picked up a thick paper and a black pen.

"Come here little bird," he ordered.

My legs felt weak but I walked to him. I looked at the paper. At the top it said: THE POSSESSION CONTRACT.

"What is this?" I asked shaking.

"Your new life," Lucian said cold and plain. "Sign this. There are three simple rules. First: You are my wife and mine only for one whole year. Second: You tell me every secret about your father's business so I can break his empire."

I swallowed hard. "And third?"

Lucian stepped close again. His shadow fell over me. He ran the cold pen tip slow down my neck and I gasped.

"Third: You sleep in my bed every night," he whispered dark. "Any time I want. Any way I want. You do exactly what I say."

Anger rose inside me and chased my fear away. "What if I say no? What if I will not be your toy?"

Lucian's eyes turned dark. He leaned close to my ear. "Say no and I will give you back to the guards. Five other bad groups want you. They will lock you up and hurt you until you break. With me you get a nice house pretty clothes and a chance to get back at your father. Choose well Vivienne."

I knew I had no choice. No money no family no place to go. If I leave I will be hurt by worse men. With Lucian I can make my father pay.

"I want my father to hurt too," I said looking straight at him. "I want him to lose everything."

A dark smile came to his face. "That is my girl."

He put the paper on the table. I reached for the pen but he caught my wrist tight.

"Ah! Lucian what are you doing?" I cried.

"You do not sign like everyone else," he said. He pulled my waist and bent me over the cold table.

My hands held the wood to keep steady. My dress was open at the back so my skin felt the cold air right away. I felt so weak. He stood right behind me. I heard the pen click open.

I gasped when the cold sharp pen touched my lower back right above my hips.

"Lucian!" I tried to move but his big hand held my hip tight so I could not go.

"Stay still," he said rough and low. "I mark you first."

I made a soft sound as he drew the pen slow on my skin. The cold ink felt hot on my back. He wrote his name Lucian De Vitis right on my skin. It felt scary and strange all at once. My body felt soft and warm for him again.

When he finished he put the pen in my shaking hand. He leaned over me his chest pressing on my back his breath hot on my neck.

"Now sign your name on the paper little bird," he said. His hand covered mine and helped me write.

I wrote my name. Vivienne Sterling.

The ink on the paper was dry but the ink on my back was still wet.

Lucian threw the pen away. His hands pulled my dress up slow. The fire light shone on my legs. He held my hips tight and pulled me close so I felt his hard part pressing right where I needed him.

"Paper work is done," he whispered dark near my ear. His fingers dug into my skin. "And now... I take what is mine."