BLAIR When dad said he was having important guests over for dinner two days later. I already knew who they were and what they wanted. And I was pissed! Damn livid with Lucian for going behind my back. I reached out to him, offered an olive branch and he pretended to take it. Only for him to go behind my back and do what he wanted. God. I hated him so much. I wanted to wrap my hands around his throat and fucking choke him. And watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head and…and…I don’t know. I

LUCIAN “What did you tell him?” Blair speaks when the waiter leaves with our drinks order. Which is just water. I didn’t want to drink in her presence, knowing she couldn’t. I’m already getting on her nerves as it is. Even if I like it, knowing how much I get under her skin. How much of an effect I have on her. “What did I tell who?” I decided to play dumb. When I know fully well what she is talking about. 

LUCIAN I make quick work of Blair’s zipper and help her out of the dress. A strangled groan leaves my lips when I see she has only skimpy lace set panties under it. No bra. Fuck. She wants to kill me. I trace her dark nipples, watching as the already hard nub pebbled more against my fingers. “No bra?” I questioned. “Hopeful much?” She grinds against my cock, her hot center making my ball tighter against my skin. “Don't get ahead of yourself.” She rasps breathlessly. “My dress didn’t allow i

LUCIANIt felt like Owen was timing Blair, because the moment she walks out of my hotel room, he comes barrelling in.His knowing look makes me want to knock it off. With my fist.And when he opens his mouth, I regret not doing that.“Well, this is getting a little too serious for my liking.”I ignored him and kept buttoning up my shirt. Finally getting dressed after my shower.“What happened to it is just going to be a marriage on paper?” He asks, cocking a brow.“It is.” I grumbled, tying my tie.He makes a sound at the back of his throat.“No, you’re way in over your head.” I go to speak but he cuts me off. “She slept over.”“I remember. I was there.” My reply is clipped short, and dry.I was done with the conversation because I knew I wouldn’t like where it was going. He doesn’t look like he cared because he still kept talking.“That is not you. You never let a girl sleep over, ever.”“That’s my fiancé.”I regret the words as soon as they left my lips. I fought the urge to wince w

BLAIRThe next few hours before dinner was torture. My mind kept running, thinking of what grandpa will say, what he will think. That worried the hell out of me.Since this happened, I don’t think I’ve feared what anyone would think as I did him.The man may be terrible and he made you dread his presence. But his aura was so powerful that you couldn’t help seeking his validation. And like he knows that, he makes people work hard for that.Mum assured me it was nothing. That he probably saw the news and wanted to complain in person. He wasn’t told first and clearly didn’t like that.She looked so unbothered saying it that I wanted to believe her. My panicked mind didn’t let me.When I saw she didn’t get how much it was making me nervous, I forced a smile and went back to my room. There, I worried in peace.Dinner time rolled in so fast. I could have sworn it was just five minutes ago that I heard the news.I dressed as fast as I could, straightened my hair too. Just anything to please