CHAPTER 116: BLACKMAIL

Braelyn’s POV

The second slap echoed. My eyes rolled, and I could barely hear whatever he was saying in my thoughts. All I could do was feel what he was doing. Lucien pinched my clit while rubbing the spot he slapped.

I was mentally preparing myself for the next one, but I could never tell when he was making my head a jumbled mess, teasing my entrance, knowing fully well what he was doing, and I could only dig my fingers into the table surface.

The next one came again and I let out a choked moan which I failed to hold back. He wasn’t done. The teasing and the torment continued as he played between the lines of pain and pleasure...

Oh dear. I tried to look up but all I could see was euphoria in the clouds. Before I knew it, my stomach couldn’t contain the warmth again, and the damp broke. I came just from the pain of having my ass swooped. Excitement and fear were a terrifying combo

How was that even possible? And at that moment his fingers slid through my core. I had to bite down on my lip to hold the moan which would have ruined my reputation if I had let it out.

He was thrusting hard with his fingers and I shamelessly rode on it chasing the euphoria

"I need a favour..." He mentioned it at the worst moment. I didn’t even have the time to reply to him when I was getting fucked hard.

Lucien then pulled out immediately, and I cried out, glaring at him over my shoulder. "I said I need a favour..." he repeated. My eyes narrowed at him.

This was technically blackmail. This psycho was going to deny my release unless I agreed to his terms. I gritted my teeth, listening to my poor cunt instead of my head warning me to steer away from this trick.

"What do you want?" I hissed at him. He pinched my labia rubbing his finger over my entrance. I positioned myself for him but he was never going to make things easy.

"I need help working on a project and you are the only one I can ask." He said dipping slowly into my folds that immediately clenched around his fingers. Freaking bastard.

"Why me? There were other people more capable." I hissed moving in his fingers he refused to move himself

He tried to pull out.."Lucien please..." I begged hating the way he made me behave like a horny slut. He truly turned me into a slut.

"You know I am incompetent. I need someone not only skilled but would hide the facts of my shortcomings...so is the answer yes..." He drawled with a smile enjoying the way I was rocking against his fingers.

He must be more than pleased. "Do I have the option to say no?" I could barely say in a gasp. My release was close already

"That was never an option." He admitted. I gritted my teeth. What did I sign myself up for? It felt like I left a villain and jumped into the hands of the devil himself.

"Fuck...just do what you want psycho..." I snapped at him. He smiled then chimed. "You can’t take back your acceptance." Lucien got serious.. he completely unravelled me with his fingers at times I could hold back my moan.

I didn’t want to think of how many women he might have fucked like this. I was already deep in the hole. My body trembled slightly, and I had the craziest release ever, splashing over his hand and even trickling down my legs, if possible, it even dropped on the table...

"You look like a beautiful wreck." He mused, reaching out for a wipe to clean his hand, while I was still stuck in a daze. My lungs are desperately trying to breathe. My hair was completely dishevelled and sticky to my face. Clothes crumpled ....a complete mess as he described.

That was mind-blowing.

I stayed in that position trying to get back in touch with reality. Until I felt something cold in-between my legs. He was wiping me up

Lucien adjusted my position to face him while he diligently cleaned the mess he made outside, but my inside was permanently wrecked after today.

After using several wipes he placed a soft peck on my forehead. "You should fix your outfit Braelyn." He chimed then walked away, stopping at the door before adding.

" I will pick you up after work...we should start working on the project and I think your home will be very comfortable to work at." He closed the door behind him, not even giving me the chance to refute.

I was starting to think this project had a more hidden agenda, but there was no turning back now.

******

After he left I tried to fix up my clothes and try to forget the unholy thing we did on the desk.

The work day ended, and as he promised Lucien called me right on time to inform me he was already waiting in the car.

Almost an hour later, he was driving through the villa gates after he insisted we take a short detour to grab a box of doughnuts.

I stared at his profile, narrowing my eyes at him. "Your gaze is making it hard for me to concentrate, Viper....don’t tell me you can’t forget what happened on your desk till now." Lucien casually said

I clicked my tongue, stopping my thoughts from drifting away. "You look like you have a hidden agenda. Why here?"

He gave me a half-hearted smile. "My agenda isn’t hidden. I want to piss off Raphael." That was all he had to say to clear things. I chuckled shaking my head

It felt like he was more petty than I was. He packed his car and we both stepped out. Lucien sighed before adding. "You should let me open the door for you at times. I am sure you let Raphael do that." He said bitterly

My lips twitched. "You sound jealous and bitter."

Lucien gave me a hurt look. He was holding the box of doughnuts, which made it look a bit comical. "Of course I am jealous and bitter. I am the side piece after all." He said deflatedly. His antics were hilarious.

If I didn’t know him any better I would think he had feelings for me. I walked towards him and linked our arms. "Stop whining like a hurt puppy... We have work to do.."

I pulled him through the door. "I can’t help myself. You aren’t taking care of this puppy properly..." He said in a cartoonish voice which cracked me up. I could see why he was a seasoned Playboy. The ability to switch between danger and cutest, combined with that face.

My laugh rang through the hall but disappeared immediately I noticed the figure getting down the stairs. Lucien’s and Raphael’s eyes met. "Hi, nephew..." Lucien chimed while Raphael just stood frozen on the spot, with complex emotions running through his similar hazel eyes.

"I didn’t know my dear uncle was paying my home a visit." He hissed.