All Chapters of Ex's Sinful Possession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My heart was pounding against my ribs when we entered his master suite, yet there was a different kind of calm settling over me. A kind of calm, I haven't felt in years. My knuckles turned white when I clutched Lucien's shirt tightly. He leaned slightly forward. The adrenaline from the escape, the hospital, and the overwhelming weight of my emotions had left me with zero energy. I wasn’t even sure if my legs would hold me if he let go of me. He looked down at me for a second. The shadows of the room played across his sharp features, making him look like a predator. He then took a few more steps forward and made me sit on a wooden chair. My hold on his shirt loosened slowly as I let him go.He went to his closet and quickly returned with a thick, gray towel, and tossed it towards me.I rubbed my hair while he shrugged off his coat, followed by his shirt.Even in my exhaustion, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I watched the way his muscles moved under the dim amber light of the room

Cynthia inhaled a deep breath when Lucien aligned himself against her. He held her hip with a bruising grip while the other hand traced the delicate curve of her spine. His fingers left a trail of fire in their way. He moved just enough to bring himself against her, coating his manhood with her slick moisture. "Ahh..."Cynthia’s eyes snapped shut, her fingers curling into the silk sheets as she waited for him to complete her. She was feeling utterly ashamed of herself, her mind screaming in protest, yet she couldn't control how her body was betraying her.Her body was practically trembling with need. Lucien was just internally smirking looking at her at his mercy. He started rubbing against her even more vigorously. He wanted her to realize exactly how much power he held over her body, how easily he could manipulate her into a state of pure, mindless need.Her knuckles turned white as she clutched the sheets, and her toes curled in anticipation and just when she was about to come

Cynthia's POV I was sleeping on clouds, far away from all worldly tensions, when suddenly a sharp pain between my thighs made me hiss.I tried to move, only to groan louder.My body felt too heavy to lift. Every muscle in my core felt overstretched, reminding me of the night I had spent with the beast.Slowly, I came to my senses and realized I was not on cloud nine.I was on his bed.My heart sank when the images from last night burned into the back of my eyelids.I could still feel him all over me.His groans echoed in my head. His fingers felt imprinted into my flesh, as if they had marked every inch of my body. He had touched me like he was trying to erase any other memory from my skin. Like he wanted me to remember only him.Lucien had truly lost control last night.He had been relentless.Every time I thought he was satisfied, he would flip me over, drag me back to the edge, and start again, leaving me gasping and shaking. Before I opened my eyes, I felt the cold emptiness bes

Lucien's POV I couldn't stop thinking about her. The memory of her beneath me, breathless, defiant even while trembling, replayed in my head in flashes as I adjusted the cuff of my suit in the backseat of my car. Cynthia. Even her name feels like a blade on my old scars. Five years of building an empire in silence, strong enough to crush anything that stood in my way and she walks back into my life like nothing burned and offered herself to me as bait. After breaking me completely, she cannot expect me to have mercy on her. Last night was just a glimpse of what I have in store for her in the future. A faint smile tugged at the corner of my lips when the scene of breakfast replayed in my head. She fed me chilli at breakfast. Petty. Childish. But bold. I leaned back against the leather seat and exhaled slowly. I will make sure tonight she burns the same as my throat. The car stopped outside the headquarters of my empire. The chauffeur opened the door for me, and I s

He shrugged his shoulders to remove his coat and stepped out of his shoes on his way to the bed. The color drained from my face as I crawled back onto the bed until my spine hit the cold mahogany of the headboard. "Lucien, don't!" I tried to warn him but he didn't stop. I swallowed hard when he came up on the bed, all the while his eyes were on me. I don't know what he was planning to do, but whatever he had planned, it wasn't good news for me. I immediately turned on my stomach to jump out of the bed but before I could he grabbed my ankle and pulled me to the middle of the bed, under him. "Where are you running, Cynthia?" He asked in a cold and dangerous voice "Don't you want to play anymore?" "Leave me, Lucien!" I struggled, only for him to put his weight slightly on my hip to keep my body pinned to the bed. I tried to wiggle out of him but he didn't let me. He was silent and calm which scared me even more. "Stop!" I yelled when he grabbed one of my wrists and twisted it b