Chapter 92: Bound by Secrets and Promises

Chapter 92: Bound by Secrets and Promises
Chapter 92: Bound by Secrets and Promises
Eloea moved with him in the same rhythm as he trusted his d!ck into her then she would let out a breath of relief if he withdrew it.
“You are so wet..and tight, Elora. Argh.” Lac moaned into her ear making my body tremble as she heard the yearning in his voice. She clung to him tightly, whimpering while the room seemed to swirl before her eyes.
The slow and gentle penetration turned swifter and for a moment, Lac went deeper, a scream caught in her throat while her fingers dug into his skin.
“Elora.” He called as he withdrew from her.
“I am sorry…it was just deep. I felt it in my stomach.” She retorted then widened her eyes even though he couldn't see her. “Give me a moment.”
“What is it?” He inquired, concern lined his voice. He held her back as she tried to get up.
“I think I'm bleeding.” She muttered softly.
“You don't have to worry about that. Relax and let it out.” He retorted calmly.
“But..the sheets?”
“I don't care about the sheets. It is either I take you to the bathroom myself or you obey my first suggestion.” He answered back.
Elora melted on the bed, with Lac by her side. Uncertainty warned with embarrassment. She would be embarrassed if she stained him with her own blood. She should stain the bed rather than the floor and him.
She grabbed the sheets beside her as she felt intense burning pain between her legs.
“How do you feel?” He questioned, resting his hand on her stomach.
“Different? I feel very different.”
“The pains? You must still be feeling the pain. When you're done, I'll take you to the bathroom and you'll freshen up. Then I'll get painkillers for you, you should have a good rest after that or do you want a massage!” He said, rubbing her stomach gently.
Elora beamed even though he couldn't see her in the dark. “I'll want everything you mentioned except that massage.”
“Alright. Do you want me to turn on the lights?” He asked, his hand still rubbing her stomach.
“I’m not sure.”
“Let’s get you up then without the lights on.” He stated as he got up from the bed steadily then picked every up from the bed carefully. Elora clung to him as he held her in his arms then made his way to the bathroom in the dark.
To Elora’s surprise, as they got to the bathroom, he lowered her into the tub and then turned it on. After that, he began washing her as gently as possible.
“I can do it myself.” She protested as she reached for the sponge but he wouldn't release it. “Lac.”
“What? I can't bathe you?”
“I don't want to stress you…you shouldn't be doing this.” She replied, pouting her lips.
“You were my mistress and you're more than that now. I can bathe you and do anything to you, moreover, you're not stressing me.” He answered back firmly.
She sat there, in the warm tub, pondering what his words meant. She was more than his mistress now but whatever she meant to him now was oblivious to her.
“Lac?” She let out softly as he rubbed her shoulders.
“Yes?”
“What are we now?” She questioned, her voice barely a whisper. “I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm just a little bit confused as to how we ended up here.”
Lac grinned lightly as he paused the scrubbing. “You don't have to worry about that. As for the mistress title, it will be annulled anytime you want…it is not something serious.”
Elora's heart leaped for joy. “But, what about the ritual and the water I took? Are those not serious? And the ring?”
She raised her hand to him then lowered it back into the water as she recalled that Jaxon had taken the ring from her when he captured her.
“Where is your ring?” Lac asked, his eyes glinting with amusement.
“Jaxon took it. I tried my best to collect it back but he wouldn't give it back.” She retorted, her eyelids dropping.
“It is with me,” Lac said, studying Elora’s expression as she raised her head to meet his gaze.
“Really? How? Did the cops give it back to you? I thought he would have disposed of the ring.” She said, her time laced with curiosity.
“Yes..the cops gave it to me and…
The loud ring of Lac’s phone from the bedroom cut him short. He turned his gaze towards the door, furrowing his brows as the phone continued ringing.
“I have to check that. I'll be back.” He declared as he handed her the sponge.
Elora nodded as she took the sponge from him. She watched as he left the room then relaxed in the tub, breathing out a sigh of relief.
The way Lac had pinned her down earlier made her stomach flutter and she could feel her face getting red. As she continued cleaning her body, she could not believe she had gotten disvirgined by the man she hated so much then.
She was no longer a virgin, her friends and her mother knew her to be. Disbelief washed over her.
She had given Lac her consent and it seems whatever had happened tonight would be an everlasting memory in her head.
She heaved a sigh as she remembered her mother’s words. She believed her words but it seems she had begun to see the real color of Lac. He's not the arrogant and mean man she'd always thought of him. She had misunderstood and she wished there were more difficulties where she would have to misunderstand him.
She finished bathing and then stepped out of the tub gently. She reached her hand to the towel that was hanging and then tied it around her chest, wanting to show Lac how she had made the knot firm.
As she stepped out of the bathroom, the words that came out of Lac’s mouth made her freeze.
“Listen to me. I don't care if the alliance was made years ago, I don't want to see you in this city. As you've seen the news, I've got a woman so you won't be needed anymore.”