Lahat ng Kabanata ng 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 98

Luca exhales heavily and breathes in the suffocating air of Zane’s room. It smells faintly of clean laundry and Zane's subtle cologne. Luca’s lips twitch, the scent only fueling the churning rage inside Luca. He stands over the bed, his imposing figure casting a long, dark shadow over the sleeping woman. For a moment, the storm raging inside him comes to a complete still. He sees the faint purple smudges beneath Stella's closed eyes. Noticed the way her grip on the comforter tightens even in sleep. And the slight tremor in her hands as she rests them on her chest. In sleep, she isn’t defiant. She’s just utterly spent. This isn’t a deliberate move to spite him. It’s the reaction of a woman who’s broken down. The rage doesn’t disappear just yet. it simply crystallizes within the pits of his cold heart. It isn’t the blind fury of a betrayed lover. But the cold, disappointment of a man whose protégé, his one weakness, has chosen the wolf's den over the supposed safety of his side.

Stella lays awake just as the first weak light of dawn bleeds through the curtains. Stella stretches, feeling an unfamiliar mix of deep physical satisfaction. She stares at the pile of clothes on the floor, brushing through her messy hair with her fingers. A sudden realization crushes her. Then comes the dread. She needs an after pill. But she hasn’t packed any. I mean, who prepares for sex when everything is already a mess? She quietly slips out of Luca’s warm embrace and pulls out a thick terry-cloth robe from Zane’s wardrobe. She steals a glance at Luca, finding him deep in sleep. It’s the first time she’s seen him fall asleep like everyone else. She pads across the living room floor, ignoring Luca’s soft expression as he sleeps. She makes her quiet exit, and assumes the door next to Zane’s must be Kiki’s bedroom. Pausing, she takes calming breath before knocking softly on the closed door. Zane yanks the door open, his eyes were bloodshot and ringed with dark shadows. His h

LUCA I stand over the man, my shadow swallowing his broken form as sirens wail in the distance. I have already arranged the files. Every document and digital trail points directly to this "shifty-eyed worm" as the sole architect of the fraud. He shakes on the floor, making wet, gurgling sounds. I look down at my red knuckles and feel nothing but a cold, empty hole where my divinity used to be. "Luca, stop! You’re going to kill him!", Stella’s small voice cracks with fear. I turn slowly, my eyes burning with a rage I couldn’t even understand. I want to tell her that this man is nothing. I want to tell her that I have already agreed to a much worse death. I want to tell her she has no idea how much I hate what I’m about to do to her. But her fragile self needn’t know that yet. "He's still breathing,", I snap, wiping the blood onto my slacks. "Be grateful for that." When the police burst through the door, I grab her arm. It isn't gentle. I can feel that damn terrifying fragi

STELLAI sit in the cramped airplane seat, staring out the window at nothing in particular. The flight back to our home country feels like being stuffed in a casket and tossed over the ocean. Zane sits right by me, his knuckles white against the cover of a book.He’s trying to act nonchalant. To hide the protective energy radiating off him. I’m not falling for it. Beside him, Kiki glares at me spitefully. Her gaze is frozen on the side of my face. I ignore them both, spending hours watching the sun fade into a bruised sunset.I deliberately left Sandy and Jamie in the dark about my arrival. I shouldn't expect a welcome party. They can barely keep up with tasks as it is.Still, I imagine the smell of Jamie’s pasta. The sound of Sandy’s high-pitched laughter as I walk through the front door. I need a reminder. Stella was never a simp. A billionaire with red eyes wasn't going to change that."We’re here,", Zane says in a low tone, snapping me out of my void of thoughts.He’s already dro