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    AUTHOR’S POV

    Lucian and Alina arrived at the ckwood estate. Alina, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion in the car, was awake and fussing again as Lucian carried her up the stairs to their room.

    Lucian carefullyid her on the bed and tucked her in. Since she had already been changed into a loose shirt and short shorts, he didn’t think there was any need to change her again.

    He moved to get up so he could go change when Alina grabbed him by the tie and pulled him back to her. Lucian barely had time to stop himself before he was copsing onto her.

    He supported himself just enough with his hand so he wouldn’t crush her.

    “Where are you going?” Alina asked with a pout, her eyes half-lidded and sulky.

    “To freshen up. Be a good girl and stay put.” He told her, pulling his tie from her grip with a sigh.

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    “But you promised to kiss me when we got home.” She whined, wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers ying with

    his cor.

    Lucian sighed. She was a handful when drunk, he had to admit it. Cute, but a handful.

    Her current state had almost made him forget why he was mad in the first ce.

    “You’re drunk, doll.” He told her gently, brushing her hair out of her face. “I’m not going to touch you while you’re intoxicated.”

    “But I’m fine.” Alina protested. Her voice sounded clearer,more steady.

    Lucian scanned her face, surprised by how firm her voice actually sounded. Her eyes were clearer too, though still a little bit hazy.

    The pout on her lips made him want to kiss her so badly, but he held himself back. Shaking his head, he gently removed her hands from around his neck and turned to leave.

    “Is it that you don’t find me attractive enough to want to have sex with me?” Alina called after him, making him stop dead in his tracks. Her voice trembled in confusion. “I remember you always trying to kiss me and be intimate with me in the past, but I was always refusing. But now that I want to… you don’t want to.” She sounded genuinely hurt, and lost.

    “Or do you get turned on by a woman saying no to you? Because if that’s the case-”

    “Stop it!” Lucian said sharply, his voice cutting through the air. His hands balled into fists at his side.

    Alina had no idea the amount of self-control it was taking Lucian not to tear off that flimsy shirt from her body.

    Without another word, he walked into the bathroom.

    “Ughhhhh,” Alina groaned into the pillow in frustration as soon as he was out of earshot. “Why is he so stubborn?” Sheined, annoyed and pouting.

    The truth was that she wasn’t drunk anymore. Yes, a bit tipsy, but she thought if she acted drunk, he would give in to her demands.

    Alina decided that she wasn’t going to sit there and throw a pity party for herself. If she wanted Lucian, then she needed to

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    With that thought, she got up and made her way to the bathroom. Without knocking, she pushed the door open.

    Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry at the sight in front of her.

    Lucian was only wearing sweatpants that were hanging loosely on his waist. Water dripped from his hair onto his shirtless, ripped chest.

    Alina’s eyes followed a trail of water from his neck down to the v-line that disappeared into the waistband of his sweatpants.

    “Doll.” Lucian called, his voice sounding deeper than usual, gravelly with restraint. “Stop looking at me like that.” He warned, his fist clenching tightly around the towel in his grasp.

    “Like how?” Alina breathed out, biting her lip, her grey eyes, now dark with lust, locking onto his hazel ones.

    “You know how.” He said in a low whisper.

    “I don’t,” she denied, slowly approaching him. “Why don’t you tell me?” She added, cing her hands gently on his chest, her touch soft and lingering.

    Lucian sucked in a breath, his muscles tense beneath her fingers, but Alina didn’t stop there. Her hands continued to roam across his chest in a teasing, featherlight way.

    She was getting turned on just from the feel of his ripped muscles under her palm. Every inch of his body seemed to respond to her touch.

    “I’m listening.” She said again, her fingers trailing downward, only stopping when they reached the waistband of his pants.

    “Alina.” Lucian warned, in a taunt voice.

    She was treading in dangerous waters, and he didn’t know how much longer he could hold himself back from taking her right there.

    “What?” She asked innocently, looking up at him with dark, hungry eyes.

    Lucian could see she was turned on. He knew she was no doubt dripping wet down there, and he wasn’t wrong.

    Alina’s core was clenching painfully, the flimsy shorts she wore already soaked. She had no idea what she was doing, this was her first real attempt at seduction. Her n had been to tease Lucian until he broke, but she had no real experience. Only what she had read in books or what Talia shared from her own sexcapades.

    “Stop looking at me like you want me to rip your clothes off and devour you on this bathroom counter.” He growled, his voice dark and quivering with restraint.

    “What if I want you to?” She asked, her fingers ying with the waistband of his pants.

    “I already told you, doll,” he said through clenched teeth, “I’m not going to touch you while you’re intoxicated. When I do, I want you to remember everything.”

    “That’s fine,” Alina shrugged, her tone defiant. “Don’t touch me if you don’t want to. That doesn’t mean I can’t touch you though.”

    And without warning, her hand slipped into his pants, palming his already hard member.

    Lucian, not expecting the action, choked on air as he stared at her with wide eyes.

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    “Your mouth says one thing, but your body says another.” Alina said with a sly smile.

    “A…lina…” Lucian choked out, breathless.

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