All Chapters of The Dark Swan 18+: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aurelia’s POVThe weight of the phone box in my hands was the only thing keeping me grounded. I couldn't believe Lucien had actually given in.I was so happy and relief, now I can finally call my mother and contact Amelia all the time.I looked up at Lucien’s profile as we walked back to the car, about to thank him, but the words died in my throat.Lucien had gone completely rigid, his eyes locking onto my chest with a sudden, icy panic I’d never seen on his face before.Involuntarily, I followed his gaze downward.Right over my heart, a tiny, bright red laser dot was trembling against my clothes.Before my brain could even process what it meant, Lucien’s arm slammed into my shoulder, spinning me around and hauling me hard against him as he threw his entire massive frame over mine.Thwip.A suppressed, choked sound echoed through the air, followed by a sickening, wet thud.Lucien gasped—a sharp, ragged intake of air that vibrated violently against my own ribs. He stumbled forward, hi

AureliaAfter grueling hours of waiting—accompanied by Silas’s relentless shouting and Dante’s cold, calculative murmurs—the heavy doors of the operating room finally swung open. The surgeon stepped out, pulling down his mask.He announced that although the bullet had lodged dangerously close to Lucien's heart, they had successfully removed it. He was still unconscious, and we would all have to wait until his vitals stabilized before anyone was permitted to see him.I sank deeper into the rigid waiting room chair. My heart finally settled into a quiet, heavy relief, but as the adrenaline faded, a profound emptiness took its place. Too much had happened within a single day. It was only when Jean gently nudged my shoulder, holding out a piece of bread and a paper cup of coffee, that I looked at the window and realized morning had come."Thank you," I muttered. My hands, still stained with dried blood, trembled slightly as I gripped the plastic wrapping."Ms. Aurelia, one of the guard

AureliaI looked down at the floor—pristine marble with a mixture of beige and white. Suddenly, I found the floor very interesting.“Aren’t you going to say something?” he asked. I could feel his heavy gaze on me.I looked up at him, at those dark blue eyes that I’ve been praying so hard to see open again.“I... so... there’s a war going on?” I asked.His brows raised. “Clearly.”“And you didn’t feel like you should at least... tell me about that?”Then he sighed, a real, tired exhale as if I were exhausting him already. “What for?”“You could’ve told me. If you did, I wouldn’t be so reckless and insisted on going to the electronic store for my phone...” I said, as if it were obvious.Then he let out another sigh.An uncomfortable silence wrapped around us, but I kept staring at him, waiting for his answer."I just brought you into my world, Aurelia. I don't want you to be terrified when there's a war going on," Lucien said. It was a simple and honest truth, but it made my heart skip

AureliaI was in the bathroom, washing the stickiness from my lips before I stood up to look at my reflection in the mirror.My cheeks were still flushed a deep red, my lips swollen from accepting his sudden, hard thrusts.That infuriating man, I thought to myself, rubbing my thumb over my lower lip.But somehow, a part of me wasn't actually angry at him. I couldn't even understand it. I was supposed to feel degraded, humiliated, or violated.Instead, this other side of me practically purred at the memory of Lucien smiling at me, complimenting me, telling me I was a good girl.I must be losing my mind. I had to be crazy for wanting him to smile at me like that—for craving his praise.I splashed cold water on my face one last time, trying to force the heat out of my cheeks before stepping back into the VIP room.The door to the suite opened just a moment later. Dr. Harrison walked in, carrying a tablet, followed by two nurses. Lucien was already leaning back against the pillows, his h

"Lucien..." She gasped, her head rolling back against the pillows as another breathless moan escaped her lips. "Your wounds... you need to... You need to..."She was completely broken, her thoughts so scattered by the heat pooling between her thighs that she couldn't even finish her sentence.I chuckled against her skin, enjoying every single second of her unraveling. I wasn't going to rush this. I was going to take my time slowly, letting my little swan thoroughly enjoy the exquisite torture of being pleasured by me.I kept moulding the heavy, soft shape of her breast into my palm, squeezing and groping her, mapping out every inch of how perfectly she fit against my fingers. My tongue lapped ruthlessly over her damp nipple, drawing a sharp, high-pitched cry from her throat that proved she was entirely mine."Lucien..." My name spilled from her lips between ragged breaths. I couldn't stand it. I looked up, releasing her nipples just to feed on the sight of her completely broken, flus