Lucien’s POV.
I told her last night was nothing worth remembering to me, but then I do know that was a lie. I couldn’t get it out of my head.
The way she held onto me as I took her from behind, screaming my name.
The way she touched me, the look in her eyes as I pleasured her and the way her legs trembled after. I couldn’t get any of that out of my head even though it’d been hours.
She was strange. I was strange too.
She was someone I hated up until a few days ago. But now, now… everything had changed.
That night several weeks ago, she had begged me to f**k her after drugging me. She was a desperate woman slowly scheming her way to power and me, I was the ladder she had found, pestering for a chance to climb.
But these days, she was no longer the same. She hardly comes to me or p
