All Chapters of 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rachel's presence sparks a mix of annoyance and curiosity in Luca. He wonders what motivates her sudden interest in him, considering he had just punished her for her carelessness. She’s basically be working without pay. Yet, here she is, rubbing herself on him. His thoughts still linger on Stella though. The prophecy, and her inexplicable connection to him. He’s thought so much of it, it almost hurts. "Rachel, what are you doing here?", he asks, placing his hands on her thighs to push her off. Rachel's eyes sparkle with mischief. She shakes her legs from his grip, throwing her hands around his neck. "I've missed you, Luca. We've been apart for too long." Luca's gaze drifts to her cleavage, then back to her eyes. He senses foul play in her eyes. Luca knows exactly why she’s here. She wants to seduce her way to leniency. However, he would let her on for while, to have a little bit of fun. "Rachel, we've never been together,", he reminds her, his voice laced with amusement.

“Yes?”, I squeak out, pulling Luca to lie down on me. At this point, the space between us is no longer there. I pull him close as much as possible to prevent the girl from seeing him. However, to my dismay, her footsteps only shuffle closer to the couch. I shut my eyes tight, anticipating the shock on her face once she catches me and Luca in the compromising position. I break out into cold sweat, my clammy hands fishing a handful of Luca’s shirt. However, right before she would gaze over the couch, I feel Luca’s weight dissipate. The ruffle of his shirt against my skin is no longer lingering as the man vanishes into thin air. My eyes blink open to find my arms hanging midair, open, as they had been hugging him closely just a second ago. Sandy’s tired face peeps over the couch. Immediately, my hands fall to my sides limply. She scans the room curiously, her brows drawn together. It’s as if she’s searching for something but isn’t quite sure what exactly. My shaky hands shoot

“Though, it’s rare. It’s still not impossible. It happens in some patients with a heart transplant.”, I cross my arms over my chest, my ears picking on every word he utters. Doctor Lee rises from the bed, and waddles to the nightstand. He rummages through the array of medications scattered across its surface, his eyes scanning the labels. Finally, he picks up a specific bottle and holds it up. The soft light illuminates the prescription label on the bottles. “This one," I feel Jamie's gaze on me, seeking answers. But I’m just as curious and concerned. “This is why she’ll be experiencing sleep walking. However, it doesn’t mean that she needs to discontinue its use”, Doctor Lee returns the bottle to its precise spot among the scattered medications. His eyes linger on it for a moment before he turns to us. “Well, that must’ve been alarming”, he chuckles. “Sometimes it slips my mind to let the family and guardian of the patients know about the medication’s effects.”, his

As Zane speaks, I find myself drawn to the movement of his lips, the small action intriguing me. Their soft skin bounce against each other with every heavy word he utters. I rest my elbow in my palm, my wide eyes fixed on Zane. I’m the background, the coffee shop’s loud chatter interrupts our conversation. However, my ears could only catch the voice of Zane amidst the noise. My inquisitive eyes trace the contours of his face. They drift from his strong jawline to the subtle curve of his nose. How do these people achieve such grace and beauty? And those captivating lips. Gosh, it’s unfair. I know I’m not the only one attracted to this kind of beauty. I could hear faint whispers and giggles from the girls sitting at the table from across us. And from my peripheral vision, they curse and scoff once they notice my presence. I won’t lie, I'm swept away by this man’s out worldly beauty too. My heartbeat picks up its pace, thumping ceaselessly in my chest. A flutter rises in my ches

I gaze up at him, genuine fear etched on my face. For the first time, I didn’t know what to expect from him and his monstrous cock. His eyes are already devouring me before he can even start executing his plans. He bends to my eye level and pecks my lips. Then, his fingers wrap gently around my neck and he carefully lifts me up. I’m drawn to his red orbs that seem to capture me in the moment. My heart rams into my rib cage as I watch the veins on Luca’s neck darken, traveling up to his face. A smirk plays on his lips and I quickly notice the two sharp fangs protruding from his perfect rows of teeth. Is he going to kill me or something? I’m skeptical of the whole thing, however, I don’t do the only thing I’m supposed to do in the moment—remain calm. Although I’m fighting the urge to scream, deep down, I’m scared to see this side of him. Is he always this scary? Luca's grip on my neck relaxes, his fingers leaving behind a fluttery sensation on my skin. He takes a step back, and