Trigger warning
- Sexual Harassment
Lucien 🍂
"Isn't that your sister in law?" Nikoi speaks from my left, his voice is raised due to the loud music of the club.
My eyes had been pinned at Thora ever since she stepped in the club, looking sexy as hell. She got on the dance floor instantly and I got to watch her body swaying at the beat. I sip on my drink without blinking an eye away from her. She hasn't noticed me yet.
I nod to Nikoi's question.
"Damn, she is hot." He compliments her, making his nefarious intentions clear.
"Keep your eyes off her. She is mine." I warned him.
Not now, but she will be mine soon. Very soon.
He shrugged his shoulders and sat on the bar counter with the other friends. They laugh at their own jokes as I stare at Thora. "Under the Influence" by Chris Brown Plays on the speakers.
I don't know if she can feel my stare on her skin or not, but even if she did, she is not making it obvious. She and her friends are dancing together, Thora's dress is pushed up a little more by the stretch of her body at her moves, revealing just too much of her. My cock hardens in my pants.
Her friend– Caroline drags her to the bar, right in front of me and when they are ordering the drinks, Thora notices me. Her eyes meet mine and I want to forever lock this moment and dwell in it whenever I want.
"You?" She reacts with absolute disgust in her tone. We'll soon change that too. It's been a long time since we last met. I was busy preparing things to get her back to me, just a couple days more and she will be mine forever. My patience will be worth it.
"Missed me?" I wink at her.
Her smile twitches before she speaks. "Not really, I was having a really good time with my husband so there was nothing to make me miss…." She looks me up and down. ".. you."
Agh, I see, her sass still hasn't left.
Her friend giggles at that and my friends gasps with 'boo.'
The kids in the school bus pulled my uniform and hair. "Your mother left you. She didn’t want you." They say boo-ing at me.
I ignored the acid burn in my chest and didn't let the smile on my face falter.
"I will only have a coke please." Thora says to the bartender.
"Coke? Seriously?" My other friend Liam asks her.
"I don't drink alcohol." Thora replies. I know she doesn't drink alcohol Because her father used to abuse her when he was heavily drunk. I know her.
"Oh my god, I think my boyfriend found out I'm here." Caroline exclaims suddenly. "Oh no, I– I will just hide somewhere, I can't be seen here. Just wait for me and I'll be back to get you." And with that, she leaves.
Thora's eyes widened and she stayed there stunned when Caroline left. But she looks around the club minding her business and I notice Nikoi secretly going behind Thora.
He gives me a look that says "shhh," with his index finger on his lips. My eyes squinted in confusion and I saw him pulling out a packet of GHB which he mixes in his alcohol then poured that alcohol into Thora's glass. Her attention was in the direction her friend went, so she didn't even notice what just happened.
She is so silly but thankfully, I won't let these people touch her. I want to get her home safely, but the selfish, deprived part of me wants to feel her even in her state like this. So I don't stop when she sips on her drink. Following many other sips, she finishes her drink.
Fortunately, Her sister left after 5 mins for some emergency. If she was here, it would have been impossible for me to spend time with my love. Thia has been a pain in the ass.
After some moments, her body seems to get unstable on her knees. So I grab her arm, she tries to get away but her hands move to cup her own head instead. She is now completely out of her stable consciousness. Nikoi put a little more than usual.
Her body is limp and very light. I take her to the second floor, to the VVIP room. When I open the door, I see one of my friends, Theo, fucking some random girl.
"Get out now." I shout at him and he listens to me. He takes the girl out too and locks the door behind.
I sit Thora on the couch, her eyes red and lids heavy, her head is probably spinning.
"I want to go home." Her words are slobby.
"You want me, not home." I say, I take her chin in my hand and stare at her beautiful lips.
The same lips which triggered my memories to come back. Fuck, it's been so long since i have tasted those. I lick my bottom lip before I bring my lips on hers.
I have had enough deadly drugs in my life that this GHB wouldn't do a shit to me. I kiss her soft lips, she tries to resist with her shaky, weak hands but it falls off by her side, and I couldn't care any less.
I devour her lips. Warm, sweet, full of life and satisfaction. I don't want to just stop at the lips, this is the perfect moment where I could finally take her and she wouldn't even remember about it the next day. Hell, the thought just fucking turns me on so much. I squeeze her left breast hard, she let out a low yelp in response.
"Why is it so hard for you to see the truth, Thora? Why can't you see he is the villain in our story? We were so young when we fell in love, our faith was already decided by our fathers before our birth. You and I spent our childhood together, you promised to love me forever. You and I held each other through thick and thin. Until one day he arrived and took you away from me. He knew you wouldn't marry him so he abducted you and you, my Thora," My voice is shaky. "You fell for him ? The one who destroyed our little fairytale?"
"Lucie-en, – please, stop" she tries to speak against my lips. I would do anything but stop.
I move my hand to unzip my pants to fuck her but an abrupt momentum jolted me from the back.
My body spins around by an external force as if I weigh nothing. When I land harshly on the floor, I see a woman standing in front of me. Her heels digging into my chest. I immediately recognised this face. Anaya. Anaya D'Souza.
What the fuck is she doing here? I couldn't fathom when did she come and how the fuck i didn't hear her.
Her face is cold and lethal as she stares back at me with fire in her eyes. Before my brain catches up on what's happening, she grabbed my right arm and twisted it around so hard that I yelled in intense pain. The sound of my bone cracking loud in the room but my groans beat that too.
"Fucking bitch." I snarl at her as I try to wake up. She hits me with her elbow so hard that it hits like a hammer to my head. My headhits the ground and I fall into a blank space
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Damien 🥀
I eat the last remaining piece of the steak my wife made. It tastes so fucking delicious, i don't know how Lex could even complain about it.
When I am in the kitchen to keep the dishes, I hear a bell on the monitor that connects to the lobby downstairs, at the private elevator of my penthouse. My wife must be here finally, warmth fills my chest. But I wonder why she would use the monitor when she already has the access code of the elevator.
I check the screen and I see Anaya holding Zaria in her arms, Zaria's head resting unconsciously on her shoulder. I would have thought she got drunk had I not seen the worry on Anaya's usually cheerful face and realised something is far much worse. I immediately give her the access code without any second thoughts and they come up in the elevator.
I rush towards the elevator entrance, clenching my fists hard together and gritting my teeth. The amount of anger I'm feeling right now is so dangerous. If there's any one who caused my wife trouble, they'll end up six feets under the ground.
The elevator pings open in front of me and I see both of them stepping out, Zaria now getting back to her consciousness but her walk is still unsteady. She is almost leaning on Anaya and I immediately rush to her and carry her in my arms.
"What happened?" I growl, holding Zaria close to my chest.
"A guy spiked her drink. I don't know who he was but he had blonde hair, and I heard Zaria call him Lucien." Anaya's eyes scan me as she carefully tells the next part of the story. "He tried to ra- take advantage of her. He was kissing her, but before he could move any further, I knocked him out… with a vase."
Acid burns in my core. My mind is a ticking time bomb, just seconds away from exploding. He will die. My own little brother will die at my hands. That's for sure.
"Fuck. no. D-damien, I need Thia. Please call Thia." Zaria's voice breaks. She gets away from my grip and rushes towards the bedroom. Her legs barely keep steady, her little sobs fill the room and I run after her.
Opening the door of the bathroom in my bedroom, she gets inside the shower and turns it on. The water soaking her completely and she sank down on her knees, crying and sobbing. Lucien is gonna pay for her every tear.
I run into the shower and without bothering to turn it off, I get on my knees beside her and pull her into my arms. She breaks. She breaks in my arms. I desperately keep kissing her temple, holding her tighter as the shower runs down on us. I lean my back against the dark blue wall and run a hand against her back.
It absolutely makes me hate myself more for not looking after her. If Anaya wasn't there, anything…. anything could have happened to my girl. How can I be so fucking reckless?!
"Damien." She finally whispers in between her tears after what seems like an eternity.
"I'm here, little violence. You're safe now." I assure her, spreading her wet hair locks behind her ears.
"I don't want to feel this. Please. Do something. The alcohol makes me feel like my father." She clenches her fist on my shirt. She sobs, she screams, she cracks. "Please… I beg you, please take this feeling away from me. Take Lucien's touch away from me please, please."
And I crack up with her too. My heart aches knowing that I can't help her. I keep stroking my fingers over her back, another hand holding her close, because I fear that she might disappear if I stop. My words won't heal her right now, so I gently lift her chin up, the water flowing down her face. I look into her eyes, asking her for a kiss with eyes. She doesn't say anything but silently nods. I take my lips on her and kiss her like never before.
Replacing his touch with mine again.
There's nothing in this world that can save him from me now. Not even my mother and father. Fuck the shit blood relation, I am going to rip apart my own brother's skin with my bare hands. No one could save him from my wrath.
"Zaria?!" Thia storms in the bathroom, through the door. Her eyes panic when she sees zaria.
I gently break the kiss and look at Thia. I gave her a small nod to assure her. Zaria is resting her face on my shoulder, so lost in her own mind that she doesn't notice her sister. Thia relaxes in her place and looks at us with a warmful expression.
She goes to turn off the shower but I silently gesture her to not do so. I don't want to ruin Zaria's moment. She goes to leave the shower room but stops in the middle to spare another glance at Zaria. Her worried expression clearly says that she wants to talk her sister but thankfully, she gives us space by walking out.
I have had enough of Lucien now. He has crossed all lines. It's about time he learns Damien Erik's merciless reputation isn't just a myth.