All Chapters of 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

I haven’t realized how hungry I was until a huge plate of pasta sits in front of me. Following this, is a levitating platter filled with fresh fruits and more palatable dishes. On cue, my stomach lets out a grumble, prompting me to clutch it in embarrassment. Luca pretends not to hear the very obvious sound, turning his face away to stifle a chuckle. I scoff, returning my gaze to the food waiting to be devoured, my mouth watering. I rub my palms excitedly and grab the cutlery. While Luca allows the levitating food to settle down on the small table, I dig into the pasta and munch down hungrily. “Ugh, you don’t have to eat like a savage. It’s all yours”, Luca makes a face, finding a comfortable spot beside me to watch me eat. “Look away then if you’re so mannered, Your Majesty”, a few bits of the meatballs fly through the gaps in my teeth and land on his cheek. He cringes and wipes the little fragments off his face but I’m yet to know if it’s my acknowledgment of his title th

“Do give me a kiss before you leave, hm?”, Luca grumbles into the pillow, his hand secured around my wrist. My feet hang mid air, as I was in the middle of making my little escape while he slept. I thought I could slip past his grasp but damn, he’s so sensitive to noise. In one tug, he pulls me into his arms. I don’t fight this act of adoration, instead nestling into the covers with him while he presses kisses into my hair. “I saw stars last night but you shine brighter”, he chuckles, rubbing small circles on the small of my stomach. I know what he meant by that. He’s trying to be naughty all over again. My cheeks redden in embarrassment and I stifle a small smile. “How so, His Highness?”, I sing. My whole body feels like it just went through a vigorous workout without my permission. A cunning smile spread across his face and then his fingers start drifting downwards. “Stop, that tickles”, I laughed, wriggling my way out of the back hug. He lets me, his eyes boring int

The final sensation is not the crushing weight of sand. It was a terrifying, blinding heat. It rushes at me with a physical force that evaporates the soil around my face and lungs. I cough violently, spewing dirt and grit as my eyes snap open. I’m not buried. I’m falling. A massive, lava-red hand catches me effortlessly. Its fingers resembled cooled obsidian, wrapping around my waist. The heat radiating off of it is scorching, but it doesn't burn my skin. It only drives the chill of near-death from my bones. I look up and gasp, my panic renewed. Above me, the pit is a jagged hole rapidly closing in the ceiling. Below, I’m held in the massive, terrifying embrace of Luca's King form. He is unrecognizable. His head nearly grazes the newly formed ceiling of the underground chamber. The cracks in his skin glow with a bright, sulfurous yellow light, illuminating the darkness. "You will not fall," he says, his yellow eyes blazing. "You will not die. Not here. Not ever.", His usu

STELLA The day after we return to the hotel, would officially be my first day at work. We’re both expected to be at work and since we share the same room, we cross paths more often than we enjoyed. Worst, we separately call an Uber, and it’s a funny coincidence that it’s the same driver! Isn’t he rich or something? Why ride an Uber? The driver decides that picking us both up at the same time since our destinations match, would be super efficient. For as long as the ride lasts, the driver continues to blast some country music, which Luca doesn’t exactly find pleasing. Still, it’s nice to have something disturbing the suffocating silence. Now freshly suited, I steal glances at him, wondering how this charming character could bear any resemblance to the terrified, passionate creature he’d been just a day ago. He doesn’t look at me, but I feel the weight of his anger. “We need to discuss ground rules,”, he finally says. Beneath the low, calm tone, is a man boiling. It’s both am