Unlike before, Lucian wasted no time taking her. Only in moments like this did he truly become a beast in human form. He forcefully opened her gown, moistened her throbbing core with his fingers, and with one swift movement, he penetrated her, causing her to moan. Her moans were like a symphony to his ears. He continued to thrust into her relentlessly until there was nothing left of her. "Lucian, wait!" Mira cried out in his arms, overcome with pleasure. "I can't go on," she breathed into his neck. "Yes, you can," he urged, thrusting repeatedly. "Just this one time." "That's what you said the last four times," she bit his earlobe, arousing him even more. "It's not my fault; I can't resist you," he confessed, taking one of her pink, erect nipples into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. "Oh my God!" she cried out again, and he smirked. "Moan as much as you like, Mira. I want the entire mansion to hear your beautiful voice," he said with an evil grin. "You... you're insane,"

It hasn't even been a day since Lucian left for New York, and I'm already overwhelmed by loneliness. I settled onto the pristine white sofa, surrounded by vigilant guards, while Rose kept a watchful eye on me.Sighing, I asked, "Is there a particular reason for the room to be so crowded?" My gaze remained fixed on Rose."Hmm," she hesitated before replying, "Sorry, Ma'am, but Sir Lucian instructed me to stay close to you before he left, in case you required any assistance.""And what about the guards?" I inquired once more, taking a sip of the chilled tea."Well... it's our duty to safeguard the madam, on behalf of the boss," they responded in unison."Ah, I don't need this... Dismiss, immediately," I snapped. However, instead of leaving, they simply relocated to another area. I sighed once more, telling myself, "As long as I can't see them, it's okay."Turning to Rose, I inquired, "What's for breakfast?""Oh, I was about to prepare fried chicken, but I held off, awaiting your instr

"Seriously, how much further do we have to go?" Lora's voice dripped with frustration as she inquired of the maid. Her eyes scanned the endless corridor lined with ornate doors, each hiding secrets within. "We've literally passed like a thousand rooms. Why not choose from these?" The impatience in her tone was palpable, echoing the exhaustion etched on her face. Rose, the maid, remained silent. The dim light in the corridor flickered, casting eerie shadows across the walls until they reached a stop between two large, vacant rooms. Rose hesitated, her gaze shifting between the doors as if hoping one would speak to her and provide an easy solution. "I'm sorry... I'm just following orders," She finally replied, her voice soft as a whisper, her eyes meeting Lora's with a gentle smile that held a hint of melancholy. "You can choose from either of these rooms." She gestured gracefully to the doors opposite each other, her movements mirroring the elegance of a ballet dancer. "Please, rest u

Breakfast was served, and I found myself already sitting and eating before Leo and Lora came down to join me. Lora's complaint echoed in the room as she took her seat, followed closely by Leo."Jeez, you could have waited for us before eating?" Lora protested her annoyance evident.Without raising my head, I replied to her, my voice calm, "Oh, sorry, I totally forgot. I had visitors." With a forced smile, I added, "I didn’t actually invite you over so…""It is only natural," remarked Uncle Leo in a humble tone, his voice filled with grace. "We are grateful for your hospitality," he added, expressing his polite appreciation, which stood in stark contrast to Lora's annoyance. The room appeared to vibrate with tension, as if every word and gesture carried the burden of unspoken emotions. As we gathered around the table, an undercurrent of unease subtly permeated the atmosphere."Well... you're not welcome," I mouthed again, my words sharp, and I continued eating, my focus on the food in

~~~~~~"Ah!" Lucian sighed loudly, exhaustion etched on his face. "I thought that was never-ending," he muttered wearily, collapsing with a thud onto the sofa."Thank you for your hard work," Ken muttered, his voice filled with gratitude for Lucian's efforts."Thank you, that’s all I get?" Lucian asked, his eyes closed, and his head resting on the sofa, his words tinged with a mix of humor and fatigue."Eh! Were you expecting something else, sir?" Ken questioned, genuinely confused by Lucian's reaction."You bastard. After countless complaints and work you brought to my table, you dare say that to me?" Lucian snapped, his frustration spilling over. Despite the pile of work he had just finished, his agitation stemmed more from the fact that he didn't get the chance to be with Mira, a desire that had been overshadowed by the demands of his responsibilities. The longing for her company gnawed at him, leaving him irritable and impatient, his emotions raw