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What followed after our tryst was something I didn't know I needed– cuddling, forehead kisses, dinner in the balcony of his room, more cuddling."We should go to bed now," Lucas tugged a loose strand behind my hair and placed a light kiss on my forehead. The night sky was aglow with stars that twinkled like little diamonds embedded in a black velvet.I shrugged and wrapped my arms around him, "Five more minutes," I said, closing my eyes.He laughed softly, "Ten or even twenty…your wish is my command," his exotic voice filled the holes that'd been empty in my heart without my permission.I don't want this to end.The next day, rays of sunlight serenaded my face warmly. I pulled the comforter over my face, the events of yesterday still had full control over my throbbing clit– every part of me wanted him, for once my heart and body knew the right thing to do.Who would have known? Who would have imagined that two people who couldn't stand each other because of the circumstances surround

The solemnity of the silence between us was something I didn't want to get over. If this was what it meant to be at peace– in his arms, I'd willingly grow gray hairs."To the next item on the menu," Lucas said when I pulled away from him.I flinched and shook my head, "Next item, what are you talking about?" I asked with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation– fuck the butterflies, it was a whole school of birds fluttering in my stomach."Come on…come on let's go," he said, pulling me outside the dressing section.The attendant packed the other dresses and the old one I was putting on before now and dropped it at the back seat.Lucas held the door open and waited till I was seated comfortably, before making his way to the other side of the car. "Lucas…" I called when he ignited the car back to life.First it was a pretty dress, second whisking me away to only God knows where."You can't just take me anywhere you want anytime you feel like it," I said in a weak attempt to protest.He r

It had been weeks since I and Lucas' relationship kicked off. At first, it felt awkward having to stand in front of the press without giving a thought about anything or if one of us was getting into character– this was real and we didn't care if coffee spilled over his shirt whilst I was trying to kiss him across the table or if my red lipstick smothered against his lips when I kissed him.Dinner dates, surprise weekend getaways to private Island, sex on the balcony at the dead of the night in a private yacht where there was no one else besides I and Lucas and the other staff that waited on us. I was at peace and for once in as long as I can remember, I didn't doubt my position in someone's life. I was wrapped in an emblem of protection by his mere presence around me– it wasn't that he was rich and could afford top-notch security, it was in the way he held my hands, kept his gaze on me during business meetings before fucking me dirty on his office desk till I was in a juicy mess of my

Getting engaged was one thing, settling into the new life as a fianceé not just because you're putting on a diamond Tiffany and co ring was another. We'd not gone fully into the preparation of the wedding because of obvious reasons– to the world we're already a couple.But you make it more real, we settled for a private–secret wedding in Bali where it would just be the people that mattered most in the union– Lucas and I and the priest. I–I was jolted from my reverie when my phone rang, a flicker of confusion spread through my being when I saw the name that appeared on my screen.I cleared my throat before I brought the phone to my ear, "Good morning father,"There was a beat of silence before an almost inaudible "Good morning child," followed.I swallowed hard, for some reason I wasn't quite comfortable with Javier's tone, but I shrugged it off and chalked it up to age."I'm fine, thank you. How was your night?" I asked, running an absentminded finger over my keypads.Javier drew a h

The silence that followed after I told Lucas about the family gathering was so palpable I could feel it at the back of my throat. I placed my hands against it and squeezed it gently, his breath became heavier and tension lined the edge of his shoulders.I wonder how much damage Lucas' family must have cost him to make him uneasy about a mere family gathering."I'm not going…" the sound of his voice sharp like the edges of a blade.No response.I sucked in a breath and allowed his words to hang in the air, so visible I could see it floating around the room."Maybe I would afterall," he ran an absentminded thumb over the nape of my neck.I shrugged, "How do you mean?" I paused, "You just said–"He caressed my chin softly, "I know what I just said pumpkin," he looked at me intently with his eyes, his lips curled up in a small smile, "But there are exceptions to some rules, remember?"No response.Lucas folded his arms across his chest, "Andres and Audrey would be there at the family gath