Chapter 52: A Tangled Loyalty

Author's POV

Mrs. Annabelle was now alone in the apartment, she stood in the middle of the apartment, her ex-husband left, her daughter and also left her. She was unsure if she should be happy or not. 

“They all blame me, they all see me as a bad person. I was there for Amelia even when Jason  left us. She still loves me more than me.” 

She paced back and forth in the room. “I think I should give Lucas a try. I need to give her the pain, she will regret ever leaving me, by the time I am done sleeping with Lucas, I will do the same to Williams.” 

It was still out for her to believe that Amelia actually turned against her. No doubt, her absence haunted every corner of the house. “And why does Jason think he was the only one who made sacrifices, I was the one who gave her everything.” 

She stares at herself in the mirror, with an angry expression. “I see, she still prefers her father more than me. She boldly defends him in my presence, the same person who abandoned her all these years.” She laughed. " How poetic.” 

Her finger clenched the curtain as she walked to the window. World moved on outside, not noticing that hers had not imploded. Suddenly, something that shifted behind their eyes, just like a switch was flipped.

“For now I will let them be." She said with a calculating and cold voice. “I would definitely play my part beautifully, since they want to paint me as the villian.” 

Her lips curled into a smile as she turned from the window. Though the smile didn't reach her eyes.

“I think I will give Lucas a chance, by the time I am done with him, I will love to hear what Amelia thinks." She murmured.

A beat suddenly passed.

“When I'm done sleeping with Lucas, I will do the same to Williams. I would love to see the look on Amelia's face, when she discovers that all the men she thought loved her never did." She said, with a sound of venom in her voice.

Just then, her phone buzzed. She had gotten a message from Lucas. 

“Just wanted to check up, hope you are okay?" 

Annabelle smiled, staring at the screen, she then typed slowly. 

“Yeah, can you come over?" 

And yeah, the game had begun. Betrayal And bitterness buried in her eyes…she couldn't tell if all she wanted was to see her daughter in pain.

Lucas POV

My phone buzzed, it was a message from Annabelle. “Can you come over?" I read.

I read it over and over again, I thought the message would change if I blinked my eyes hard enough. 

“She wants me to come over?" I muttered.

Then some words came to my mind. There was no way I was going to say no, turn off my phone, or say no. I grabbed my keys instead.

My mind was filled with different thoughts as I drove to her apartment. I knew I wasn't scared when it comes to things like this, I've fucked many mothers but why was her's different. But I knew I wanted her, so I need to keep all those thoughts aside.

I was going there because I wanted her. Imagining how I was going to fuck her hard.

I didn't know what kind of man I was becoming. 

Annabelle opened the door as I got it to her apartment. She didn't even wait for me to knock. Which means she has been expecting me.

Staring at her, she was looking different. She wore a silk robe, it was tight, she had painted her lips with a red lipstick, too bold to be accidental. 

She was looking like someone else entirely.

“You came." She smiled, I noticed a weird smile curling on her lips.

I tried not to be drowned in the scent of her perfume, I walked inside, cautiously.

“You good?" I asked.

"I obviously don't look okay.”  she said, closing the door behind me. She then leaned her back against it.

While I fixed my gaze on her, I knew she was up to something reckless. 

“I know you are surprised," I called." She paused. “I think I want us to do this, we can keep fucking each other."  She said, biting her lips, while she walked past me slowly.

“I—” 

I was about to say something but she interrupted. " Leave the talking, not tonight.”

I saw pain hidden beneath layers of heat and anger.

She stepped closer to me.

I then asked if she was sure about this.

“I'm not, but let's do it." She whispered in my ears, while her fingers grazed the side of my neck.

Her lips were already on mine, not letting me say a word.

The kiss she gave wasn't love but war. It was so messy. It was just like a battle she alone wants to win. It wasn't about us anymore but revenge and hurt. She wanted to take back the control.

I wasn't going to stop her anyways, even if I knew I should have.

As the kiss grew deeper, there was a single thought in my head, which kept echoing and it was Amelia finding out.

Annabelle slammed the door shut with a key, she was still breathing heavily. She unbuttoned my shirt, while I removed her bra hock. 

As she pressed into me, her breath was hot against my ear. Her Fingers were still lingering on my neck. I only felt her lips claiming mine with so much intensity which left no room for hesitation. It was so raw and rough. All of this sent waves through my body.

My body pressed mine, while she pulled me closer, her touches were desperate and frantic. I wanted to stop her but I didn't know how best to do that.

I never planned for it to be like this, she wanted to be in control, this wasn't supposed to be like this.

The weight of what we were doing was beginning to settle with me like a heavy fog. Just like a warning but I felt I was scared because it was the first time.

She breathed heavily, she pulled away, just as if she wasn't sure if what she was about to do. “Are you sure we should do this?" She whispered.

I wondered why she was asking me this now, my dick was already charged, was she planning on stopping. No way.

“Lucas…” She called, this time it was softer. She didn't let me say a word, she had already closed the distance, I felt she wanted to erase the pain and distance between us as her lips pressed against mine fiercely.