Chapter 41 Chapter 41
"How about being a mistress?"
For a second, my body froze. His lips moved to my ear, brushing its shell.
"Hmm?"
He pulled me more towards himself and a loud gasp escaped my throat. His body provided the slightest warmth in the middle of the rain.
"I can't keep you in my house not as Aurora's mother. The only title you could have would be of my mistress" he breathed.
My heart clenched in my chest.
But then I reminded myself he was not the same man who used to respect me. I am yet to see the worst of him.
His nose brushed with mine, as he moved his face to meet my gaze. He pressed his thumb into my waist, deliberately.
"Other than that, you will not have any position or right in my life. You won't question me or interfere in my decisions."
His gaze dropped to my lips before rising again. His thumb traced my jaw before stopping at my chin.
“You will stay in my room, warm my bed whenever I call you, and leave when I am done with you."
My stomach twisted but I didn’t step back while he watched my reaction carefully. When I came here, I was already prepared for the worst.
A moment-long silence spread between us as he gave me time to discern his words and make a decision.
He ran his thumb over my lower lip. I could see the restraints he was having over me.
"Tell me, Cynthia..." He asked tugging on my lower lip "Are you ready for it?"
I inhaled a deep breath as my insides shivered. I felt revulsion and a treacherous pull towards him at the same time.
I don't know where this will lead us but I don't want to stay away from my daughter.
And when I came here I already knew what he would demand in return of staying with Aurora. His intentions weren't hidden from me. He was just waiting for the right moment.
I can't run from him for long. If I want to take revenge of everything he did to me, I had to stay close to him.
I just hope, I don't lose myself in this.
I don't know what future beholds for us or where this will lead us but for now, I swallowed and slightly nodded my head, "Yes"
The word barely left my lips when his restraint snapped and he pressed his lips against mine.
The force of it stole the air from my lungs. A gasp escaped me but he swallowed it whole, deepening the kiss as if he was marking territory. I could feel his hot breath all over my face as his chest vibrated against mine.
My eyes closed on their own as a thick hot tear, dribbled down the corner of my eye and got mixed with the raindrops.
His hand slid from my chin to the back of my neck, as his fingers tangled in my wet hair to tilt my head back to claim what he had been longing for years.
The kiss was possessive and full of hunger as if through it he was pouring years of unsaid words, wounds, and unfinished endings.
A broken whimper passed my lips when he pulled my hair, and that was all the invitation he needed. His tongue slid inside my mouth, dominantly and without any hesitation as if he now has all rights over me.
His tongue moved in hunger as if he were trying to claim all the years he lost.
And what dreaded me was the way my body reacted!
Slowly it started melting in his arms. My hands which should have been pushing him away, found their way to his chest, clenching the fabric of his shirt as the world spun around us.
He groaned in my mouth when I started moving my tongue against his.
If it were a battle, I was not going to sit back and just watch. I would have to participate if I want to win it.
He pulled back slightly when we went out of breath. Our chests were flushed against each other. We could hear our hearts which were beating in the same rhythm.
Lucien pressed his forehead against mine, looking down at me with a heated gaze. My eyes have turned a darker shade of red as I stared back into his eyes.
Our eyes were swirling with many emotions at the same time which we refused to name.
It was like a collision of hatred and craving.
Lucien didn't loosen his grip on me, nor did I step back.
Control!
This is what Lucien has always preached to himself and he has mastered that skill well in these years.
But right now... I saw that slipping.
And it was a small win for me.
"Fuck it" he mumbled and once again slammed his lips against mine with more ferocity.
I tried to match his pace but he started devouring my mouth like a hungry wolf.
My lips practically started throbbing from the intensity of it.
And then suddenly the clouds thundered above us which made him pull back. His breath was uneven but his hold was still possessive.
For a long moment, he stared at my face, while I breathed heavily. His gaze flicked down to my swollen lips as his thumb moved up to roughly smear the tear from the corner of my eye.
I stopped breathing for a second realizing he still found the tear from the water.
He then took that thumb to his mouth and sucked it clean.
“Let’s see, how well you survive what you just chose.” he mumbled "hmm?"
Before I could react or say anything, he leaned down and picked me up in his arms in bridal style.
A small gasp escaped my lips as my fingers instinctively clutched the collar of his shirt. He walked inside his mansion without looking at me while I kept staring at his tight jaw and dead set eyes, as if he was on a mission.
My mind was completely blank at the moment. All I wanted was my daughter and a little bit of warmth.
When we reached his master suite, he pushed the door open with a harsh kick and stepped into the darkness of his world, with me in his arms like a possession.