Chapter 22 NEED HELP SWEETHEART?
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LUCIANO
I could feel all of that attraction, lust rushing back into me. My veins throbbed wanting to feel her and make her desperate for me.
I watched as her juiced dripped down her thighs and her perfect as bent over in front of me, giving a view of that cake.
She had finished cumming and her hands scurried for her dress but I held her arm stopping her.
“ stop “
My voice gruffer than I Intended to be. Fuck! I needed to stay away from her but something always brung me back to her. She was what I needed and what I craved for.
“ I-I.. YOU- “
She stuttered, slowly looking at me through the mirror making me step closer. My hardened bulge coming in contact with her ass and she gasped.
“ what were you doing? “
I asked as her body seemed to touch under my gaze. I loved the effect I had on her.
“ its not that- “
“ Are you sure about that, sweetheart? “
I lowered my gaze and looked at her bare waist and that ass pressed against me. I groped her ass and squeezed it making her gasp loudly. Her cheeks burned in embarrassment and I landed a hard slap on her ass making her gasp loudly.
“ fuck! “
She cursed and shut her eyes tightly.
Fuck, that was exactly what I wanted to do to her but hell! My gaze dropped to her parted lips and eyes closed making me gulp the lump formed in my throat.
“ h-how did you come- “
I smirked at her question and bent my body over hers , breathing in her ear making her tremble. Slowly I traced her neck with the spare key and dropped in her bra making her whine softly.
“ let go- “
“ don’t you need help, sweetheart? “
I saw the need and desperation flashing on her face and I slowly stood up knowing exactly what she wanted and What I desired.
“ say it with those pretty lips “
My gaze dropped to her pink plum kissable lips and she was biting down hard on the lower one. She seemed to think but a smirk appeared on my lips when I heard her soft voice.
“ Please…… “
The words escaped her lips making me smirk.
I smiled and propped her leg up and placed it over the counter making access for me. I kneeled down and looked at my heaven dripping wet. I licked my lips and buried my face as a loud moan escaped her lips which she quickly held back.
She whimpered and I felt her legs tremble. I licked her thighs and the sweet taste of her juices made me want her more. I was rock hard and wanted her desperately. She had become my addiction.
I gripped her soft ass and stretched her ass before slurping her. She whimpered and I felt her falling onto the counter. Her body giving up and I continued to lick, suck and bite her pussy making her cry out.
“ I-I am- fuck! Cumming- “
She grinded her pussy on my mouth, wanting a release and I wrapped my arms around her thighs pulling her more close on my face and sucked harder making her moan and seconds later… she came.
She cried out in pleasure and gasped.
“ such a good girl “
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ADELINE
The grand event hall buzzed with the murmur of conversation, chandeliers casting a warm glow over the crowd of influential figures.
It was too crowded and too dangerous to walk alone knowing what kind of dangerous people were present in the party.
I stepped in the hall, my heart pounding, still reeling from the intimate moment I’d stolen in the bathroom just minutes ago. I exhaled and tried to calm my racing heart but in vain.
I scanned the room, my flushed face betraying my inner turmoil. I could still feel Luciano in between my legs and my legs wobbled.
Quickly Spotting Aurora near the edge of the crowd, I hurried over, my heels clicking against the marble floor.
“Where have you been?”
Aurora asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and concern.
I hesitated, my lips parting to speak before I shook my head, forcing a light laugh. I did not want to make her angry, telling her I was being a slut for Luciano. Begging him to touch me.
“Nowhere important. Don’t worry about it.”
But Aurora’s sharp gaze lingered on me, suspicion creeping in as I tried to compose myself. Before the conversation could go any further, the sound of a microphone crackling to life interrupted them.
Luciano.
He stood at the center of the room, commanding attention as if the air itself shifted around him.
The crowd of powerful men and women—the elite of the mafia world—turned toward him, their conversations silenced in an instant.
Respect radiated from every corner of the room, and I couldn’t help but stare at him. His tailored suit clung to his frame perfectly, his sharp features framed by the light.
My gaze lingered, and as if sensing me, Luciano’s piercing eyes locked onto mine. Time seemed to freeze. The corner of his mouth quirked up almost imperceptibly, and I felt my cheeks burn.
I quickly looked away, my heart racing.
Was there still a chance for us?
My thoughts were interrupted as Luciano cleared his throat, his deep voice resonating across the hall.
“Thank you all for coming tonight. The reason was important and I wanted to share with my family, friends and close ones. I have an announcement to make.”
Anticipation rippled through the crowd. I leaned forward slightly, my chest tightening with a mixture of hope and fear.
“I am pleased to announce my engagement,”
Luciano said, his voice steady and sure.
The words hit me like a physical blow. My vision blurred momentarily, but I forced myself to look.
A stunning woman, elegant and poised, stepped up beside him. Luciano wrapped an arm around her waist, introducing her to the crowd as his fiancée.
“ Meet Elena Gomez, my beautiful love of my life and And we will be married in one month,”
he finished, his voice unwavering.
I felt my knees weaken, my stomach twisting in agony. This can’t be happening. My chest heaved as the realization sank in: I’d been nothing but a fleeting moment for him. Used. Again.
How could I let him use me? How could I let my pride go into the water? Was I such a horny bitch that I would let anyone use me?
I felt so mad at my own self.
Without waiting to hear the applause or congratulations, I turned on my heel and bolted for the exit, my vision clouded by tears.
Aurora called out behind me, but I didn’t stop. I felt used. I felt dirty. The cool night air hit me like a slap as I stumbled outside, gasping for breath.
Moments later, Aurora caught up to me, wrapping an arm around my trembling shoulders.
“Adeline,”
she said softly, her voice filled with worry.
“ why sweetheart? ”
But I couldn’t answer. All I could do was cry, the shards of my broken heart cutting deeper with every tear.
The crisp night air stung my cheeks as I leaned against the cool stone pillar outside the event hall.
My tears spilled freely now, the weight of my heartbreak too much to bear. Aurora hovered nearby, her presence a comfort but also a reminder of everything I wanted to escape.
“Adeline, please talk to me,”
Aurora urged, her voice soft yet firm.
Before I could respond, the sound of steady footsteps cut through the silence. We both turned to see Christian approaching, his dark suit blending into the shadows, his expression unreadable.
His sharp eyes flicked to Aurora, and with a slight nod of his head, he said,
“Go inside.”
Aurora hesitated and wanted to talk back but knowing it could create trouble, she stayed silent, glancing at me for reassurance, but Christian’s tone left no room for argument.
“Now, Aurora.”
With a reluctant sigh, Aurora obeyed, casting one last worried look at me before disappearing into the hall.
The silence that followed was heavy. Christian stood before me, his broad shoulders blocking out the glow of the chandeliers from inside.
His usually impassive face softened slightly as he took in my tear-streaked cheeks and trembling figure.
“You shouldn’t be out here like this,”
he said, his voice low and even, almost like he was scolding me but not unkindly.
I let out a bitter laugh, wiping at my cheeks.
“And where should I be, Christian? In there, pretending like everything’s fine while he…”
My voice cracked, and I looked away, unable to finish the sentence.
Christian sighed, running a hand through his hair as he stepped closer.
“Adeline, listen to me,”
he began, his tone firm but not harsh.
“You shouldn’t have gotten involved with Luciano.”
I flinched at his words, a fresh wave of pain cutting through me.
“I can’t help—”
“I know,”
he interrupted gently.
“I know you didn’t. But people like us… we don’t deserve love and likeliness. Not the kind you’re looking for.”
My head snapped up, my tear-filled eyes locking onto his.
“Don’t say that,”
I whispered.
“That’s not true.”
Christian’s gaze softened, but his expression remained resigned.
“It is true, Adeline. Men like Luciano, like me… we’re not made for that kind of life. We live in a world where love is a weakness, a liability. Our family is already a big weakness And you…”
He hesitated, his voice dropping.
“You’re better than that. You deserve better than that. It’s just attraction. You’ll get over it ”
I shook my head, fresh tears spilling over.
“Then why does it hurt so much?”
Christian stepped closer, his hands briefly clenching at his sides before he exhaled deeply.
“Because its not always according to you. You’re a teenager and in the age where you’d want to have everything but its not possible,”
he admitted.
“But sometimes, the truth hurts more than any lie ever could.”
For a moment, I simply stared at him, my chest heaving with the weight of my sobs. He thought it was just a mere lust and attraction but for me…… He was my everything.
Then, unable to hold back any longer, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around him. I needed comfort. A brotherly comfort at the moment because my mother was not gonna give me the comfort I needed.
Christian stiffened at first, unused to the gesture, but then he relaxed. His arms came up around me, hesitant at first but then steady, as he held me close.
His chin rested lightly on the top of my head, and his voice softened to a near whisper.
“I’m sorry, Adeline,”
he murmured.
“I wish it could be different.”
I clung to him, my tears soaking into the fabric of his jacket, but I didn’t care. In that moment, Christian wasn’t the cold, calculating man I’d known—he was my brother in arms, my solace in a storm I couldn’t weather alone.
“ don’t ever think you’re alone. I am your brother “