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Chapter Thirty Two: Tease
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Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Three: Take What I Give
Lucien kept Noah bent over his lap like a prized possession, the boy’s flushed skin glowing against the delicate black lace. The thin straps of the lingerie dug lightly into the swell of his hips, framing the curve of his reddened ass like a piece of art meant only for him.And Noah lay draped over the strong thighs, his breath hitching in uneven pulls, the fine straps of the lingerie doing nothing to hide the reddened swell of his ass. Lucien’s palm lingered there, tracing the heat he’d just built with lazy, almost affectionate circles, his fingertips gliding over the delicate lace edges as though to remind himself how little there was between his hand and bare skin.“Look at you,” Lucien murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Noah’s spine. “You make a mess of yourself so easily… just for me.”A shiver rippled through the boy, his legs tightening instinctively.Lucien pressed down lightly with his fingers, feeling the way Noah’s body tensed under the touch. “Still so
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Two: Horny Brat
(Lucien's POV) Asking Noah to sit on that desk while I work might have been the biggest mistake I've ever made if I didn't do some unwise things in the past. Because I'm not working, I can't focus on work with such sinful view right in front of me. The kid knew exactly what he was doing. Perched on the edge of the desk, one leg swinging lazily, Noah plucked a grape from the bowl and rolled it between his fingers before slipping it past his lips. He bit into it slow, like every chew was a deliberate act, like he wanted me to watch the movement of his mouth. And I was watching. Damn it, I shouldn’t have been, but my eyes tracked the subtle shift of his jaw, the faint glisten of juice at the corner of his mouth. He didn’t wipe it away. He let it sit there, his gaze flicking up through his lashes, pretending like he didn’t notice me noticing. “You comfortable?” My voice came out rougher than intended. His answer was a little hum, not quite a yes, not quite a no, and he popped anothe
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty Two: Tease
(Noah's POV)Lucien kept the questions coming and I kept answering to keep the conversation going, not sure if we're having a first date in his dining room or I'm just being interviewed.I picked at the edge of my sleeve, thinking.“I dunno. I can’t remember anyone being… evil or anything. Sometimes the food sucked. Once I got locked outside in winter, but I think that was my fault? I climbed a fence and—”“Who locked you out?”“…I don’t know. The gate was just locked when I came back.”That didn’t sound right even as I said it.“Maybe it was always locked and I didn’t notice before?”Lucien didn’t say anything right away. He just sat down and leaned back in his chair, like he was giving me space to talk more. But he wasn’t looking at my face, he was watching my hands too for some reason.“How long were you outside?” he asked.“Couple hours, maybe? Or… wait, it might’ve been longer. It was dark when I got back inside.”“Who let you in?”“I… uh—” My brain fumbled for a face and came ba
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Thirty: Mr. chef
(Noah’s POV)Lucien’s kitchen was everything you'd expect from a man like him— sleek, dark, expensive, and way too clean. Like, surgically clean. The marble counters practically gleamed, and the knives were arranged with serial killer precision. Honestly? It was intimidating.But there I was, sitting cross-legged on the counter like a stray cat that wandered in and refused to leave.Lucien was in front of the stove, sleeves rolled, shoulders moving with casual grace as he stirred something in a pan. I watched him like a hawk, eyes following the flex of his arms, the veins on his hands, the way he moved like the space belonged to him, and somehow, like he belonged in mine.“I thought you said you could cook,” I teased, chin resting in my palm. “Why does the kitchen still look like a crime scene waiting to happen?”He didn’t even turn around. “Because someone is in here after being banned. That someone’s cursed energy probably activated the kitchen warding.”I scoffed. “I said I’d sit q
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Twenty Nine: Disaster Chef, Digital Dirt
(Noah's POV)I wasn’t excited.Not at all.I was just… skipping. Lightly. Around Lucien’s house. For exercise. Totally normal.Also, I was maybe humming.Okay fine, I was skipping and humming, and there was a ridiculous smile on my face like someone had installed joy in me overnight.But I wasn't excited.Definitely not because I’d finally finished sorting through that rich bastard’s entire online life and was dying to show it off. Definitely not because Lucien said I had a job and my brain wouldn’t shut up about it.Nope. Just a regular boy, brain-dead with hunger.I wandered into the kitchen, opening cabinets and drawers like I was in a reality show called “Pantry Roulette.” Not a single snack in sight. No cookies. No chips. Not even a can of soda glaring at me with cold, bubbly affection.“Wow,” I muttered, inspecting the fridge. “Sucks to be Lucien. How does someone live like this? No snacks. No junks. Not even carbonated drinks. What is this? Monk school?”I slammed the fridge sh
Trigger Code: Obey The Devil Chapter Twenty Eight: Pretty Boy, Hacker Spy
(Noah’s POV)I woke up sore. Like deliciously, wickedly sore.Like my body had been used and wrung out and left in pieces across Lucien’s ridiculously expensive mattress. It took me a second to even register where I was. His room. His sheets. His scent is everywhere. Dark and expensive and dangerous.God, I could drown in it.The light slanting through the curtains had changed. Afternoon. Maybe later. The ache between my thighs wasn’t half as urgent as before, but the need hadn’t gone. It had just… simmered.I blinked up at the ceiling, my brain still foggy.Lucien wasn’t in bed.I rolled onto my side, and immediately regretted it.“Ow, ow, ow, f— okay,” I hissed and sat up slowly, carefully, like I’d been hit by a very hot, very dominant truck.Still no Lucien.And then I remembered.“Take a nap. When you wake up, come find me. I’ve got a job for you.”Right.My spine popped as I stretched, dragging the blanket with me like a safety net. The room was cold again. He really liked this
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