“You must be feeling cold because your body is hot from the fever,” Lucien replied as he touched his cool hand to my cheek. I pray that the miracle of the hair dryer is still somewhat working. “I feel so cold…can you hold me?” I whispered as I stretched out both my arms to beckon him closer to me and into my bed. I sat up slowly, feigning weakness, and opened my arms to him. Ok, showtime for the black lace mini nightgown. I slowly removed the blanket from my body to unveil my upper body to him to my waist. I panted a little to ensure that my breasts were jiggling a little in order to catch the attention of his eyes. I guess that was not truly necessary, because the moment the blanket fell away from my upper body, Lucien’s eyes were immediately at my barely covered breasts.

“You’re right, I wouldn’t have told you. There is no need for you to know where my room is. If you need me, you can just call,’ Reiner replied, and I knew that logically he was right. “Well, there seems to be a need for all the maids in the mansion to know where you room is. How come I’m the only one without the need to know?” I countered. I had my logic too. Reiner sighed loudly as he seemed to have given up. “Now that you know where my room is, what are you going to do with that information? By the way, all the maids know where my room is so that they can find me in case of emergencies and I’m not picking up my phone. They don’t know where my room is so that they can come inside an

The three of us definitely make a weird combo at this upscale wedding boutique. The bride-to-be, the groom-to-be and the groom’s stepdaughter slash on-and-off secret lover. Today, as promised Lucien and I will be spending the precious time of our lives in helping Angela pick out the wedding dress of her dreams to use as a guideline to tailor her extravagant wedding dress. One glance at Lucien and it would be clear to anyone that he would rather be anywhere else but here. I, on the other hand, was busy thinking of how to make this day as entertaining for myself as possible. Since Angela is obviously a VVIP client, the whole boutique has been prebooked in advance to serve us exclusively. This, unfortunately, meant that we had the whole day to spend on helping Angela pick her dress. The boutique manager and the team of staff greeted us warmly as we entered the boutique.

My body slowly laid on my back on the wedding dress and I felt the softness of the silk fabric and lace on my bare skin. It feels weird to be in this position, just lying on the floor but it doesn’t feel bad. Lucien laid on top of me using his elbow to support his own weight as he nuzzled my neck softly. He’s being so gentle and loving today which was a stark contrast to the encounter in the dining room. He pecked my lips a few times making me smile a little underneath his lips before deepening the kiss into something more passionate. He kissed me hungrily, thrusting his hot tongue into my mouth and I began moving my hips to writhe under him. I could feel the hardness of his cock against my thigh letting me know how much he wanted me. “Can you strip? I kinda want to see you naked too,” I requested shyly, uncertain if he would agree.

“Dad! Listen to me. You have to hear about this!” Angela shouted at her father the moment she entered his study. Angela’s father looked up from the business journey that he was reading a little to give her a glance before looking back down at the pages. “Dad! Do you know what that bitch, Natalia, just did to me?!?” Angela continued screaming as she threw herself down into the leather sofa. “Lower you voice…and watch your language,” her father hissed with his eyes still on the journal. “That bitch just seduced my fiancé while I was trying on my wedding dress! Dad, are you even listening?” Angela yelled at