Lust and love

Lust and love

Luther POV

“Get me a cappacino cofee” I said to my cook as I made way to the varenda, fresh air hit me as it calmed my nerves while sending chills down my spine, I could feel blood pumping on my below as my thought raced immediately to rose.

I remembered the club, her eyes, her hands, how she drew me closer and lastly her moans.

“Was this lust or love ?” I thought to myself but I definitely was sure that it wasn’t just lust , I’ve been with other women sexually I didn’t really think of them that much.

And I didn’t miss that even sexually as much as I missed rose.

“Someone is here to see you “ Marco cut into my thought as I turned to face him.

“Who could be here this early “

“ it Marylin sir “ he said as I scoffed ,

“Let her in “

“Hello dear” Marylin walked in her fragrance filling the room , her gown red and white revealing , she knew I also liked red and she definitely had a motive.

“Why are you here so early Marylin” my tune firm.

“I’m just here to see you , yunno jt early, and it’s about to rain soon” she said as she placed her purse on the table feeling comfortable with the environment.

“Your coffee sir” my cook said as he immediately turned to leave.

I walked to the table making sure my eyes doesn’t leave Marylin , cause only God knows what she was planning as I sipped in my cofee while sitting watching her.

“Don’t you think that coffee wouldn’t be enough “ she said as I remained quiet.

“It cold, it early , I can see your boner through that robe” she said as she came closer, swaying her hips seductively , then I knew what she wanted.

I and rose weren’t in a relationship yet, so perhaps I could make use of this opportunity , perhaps to clear my head, I needed to understand what I felt for rose, and just like as if she could hear my thoughts.

She came closer took the cofee off my hands as she sat on my legs and kissed me slowly till I could feel myself hard.

She got down, took my length into her mouth till she gagged on it, releasing her throat and tightening at same time.

I moaned , but my voice husk as I stood up , pulled her gown down , caressed a boobs for a bit then turned her over, rammed into her slow at first, increased my tempo bit by bit till I got faster, I could feel my body almost climaxing, I didn’t bother to hold myself anymore as I pulled out and climaxed.

“I still need you” she said her voice a bit low almost like she was moaning.

“That enough Marylin “ I said as I sat on the chair as she looked at me startled.

“IT seems this girl has more effect on you than you think”

“What do you mean”

“You didn’t touch me enough, you immediately turned me over , no long foreplay and lastly after the sex you don’t even want more, it more like you just used me to satisfy yourself , I know how sexual you can be and this is unlike you” she said

“ I did warn you Marylin, didn’t I” I said as she dressed up and picked up her purse.

“You’ll hear from me “ she said as she stormed off, The door slammed, echoing through the hallway like a warning shot. Marylin’s perfume still lingered in the air, sweet and suffocating, but my thoughts were nowhere near her. I reflected on what she just said .

“ she didn’t lie, I haven’t had sex yet with rise it was just foreplay, but I wanted her, yeah I could have sex with others , but it was she I truly wanted.

She was right. I didn’t want her. Not really.

I leaned back in my chair, robe slightly parted, cooling sweat clinging to my skin. The high faded as fast as it came.

A poor attempt at distraction. My body had responded, sure but my mind… it was still on her.

Rose.

Her voice still haunted my head, the way she whispered “Okay. I’ll drag myself out.” like she meant every damn word. And the worst part? I let her go.

I closed my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. What the hell was I doing?

She was danger. Not because of what she did but because of what she made me feel. Vulnerable. Unfocused. Human.

That wasn’t a luxury I could afford in this business. Not with the enemies I had. Not with Conti lurking, watching, probably already plotting.

A knock on the door pulled me from my spiral.

Marco again.

“What now?” I barked.

He stepped in, his face unreadable. “Sir, we got a call from one of our guys near the apartment. Rose’s place was broken into.”

My heart dropped—but my face didn’t

flinch.

“Anyone hurt?”

“No. She wasn’t home yet. But the place was ransacked. Whoever it was left a black envelope. Inside was a bullet and a note.”

I already knew before he said it.

“You chose the wrong side.”

Of course.

“Get three men on her apartment. Round-the-clock. I want them outside, unmarked. No contact unless necessary.”

“Yes sir.”

He turned to leave, but I stopped him. “Marco.”

He paused.

“If anything happens to her… I’ll hold you personally responsible.”

His eyes flickered, just slightly, then he nodded and left.

I stood, tossed the half-full coffee into the sink, and stared out the window into the grey clouds forming. Rain was coming.

So was war.

But it wasn’t just business anymore. I wasn’t just protecting an asset. I was protecting her. Rose.

And the scariest thing?

I wasn’t sure if I could.

I could feel my phone vibrating as I picked it up , and there it was written

“Vicenzo conti”.