Chapter fifty-five

Lucien's Pov:

Today has been exhausting and stressful, what I need now is just to crash my head on the bed and sleep till morning but before then I need to arrange my bed, gosh! Who am I kidding? Arrange which bed. I am even stressed to touch anything and talk more about arranging the bed, I am fucking going to sleep like that besides nobody was going to come inside. Removing my shoes I toss them and slip inside the duvet.

"Hmmm……" I moaned "Nice bed, I have so much missed you but now I need to sleep," I whispered. Half closing my eyes I heard a knock at the door, I signed and decided to ignore it though all of my body wailed to be at the door, I am too tired to move around. The person kept knocking the more I tried ignoring it.

"Ouch!......" I groaned "So annoying," using the pillows I covered my ears but still the person didn't back out.

"I know that you were in there, Lucien," the person shouted from a closed door, jerking myself up from the bed as I hurled the pillows out of my side. I felt some sort of strength overwhelm me, I felt a burning desire within me. I have longed to hear that voice, I have always yearned to know how my name should sound from those lips, and indeed I didn't lie. It was enthralling, intriguing, and thrilling.

"Come on, open the door," she whined.

"Give me a minute!......" I shouted as I started arranging the whole place, keeping my shoes in the rightful place with my bed well made. Sleep has longed cleared from my eyes immediately after I heard those angelic voices, grabbing mobs and rags to clean any dirty spot. Spraying air freshener for a better smell, I have never put this much effort into anybody else but with her, everything is possible that I can even drown for her sake. Ensuring that everything is intact and everywhere is neat and well kept I stride to the door.

Standing in front of the four for some minutes I breathe in and out to calm myself before pulling the handle and showing my megawatt smile "Hello, pretty, sorry for keeping you waiting……"

"Whatever……." She murmured before pushing me out of the way and making her way into my room.

Ignoring her behavior I decided to play it cool, this is the second time she is coming to my room and I wasn't going to ruin it. The last time she visited we had a misunderstanding which I wasn't happy about. She wanted us to reject each other and act as if nothing happened, but I declined her offer which never ended pleasantly.

"You are welcome to my room, feel comfortable," I nervously smiled since the atmosphere wasn't that good, something seemed off with her. She is smiling, which is odd.

"I have been thinking……" staring at my picture she mumbled.

"Thinking about what? Is something bothering you? You know you can tell me and I will have it solved within a minute," trying to sound strong to her I uttered though part of me is freaking out, I just hope she wasn't here for that word rejection. I had a bad day today and dealing with that wasn't going to settle well with me.

"No……." She said more like she was thinking.

"No, what…" I was confused.

"Is not something for you to stress yourself with," shrugging her shoulders, she said.

I felt part of my body relaxing at her words "Then what could possibly make you all this worked out if it isn't something bad….?" I asked with a concerned voice, I needed to know what was bothering her. Her problem is also mine, everything about her, is mine, and her pain is also mine but she doesn't care about all those things, or does she?

"It's about us….." She let out.

My heart flipped immediately, swallowing nervously. I gestured for her to continue "What about us……?"

"I have been thinking about us, lately," nodding her head she mumbled.

"About us lately….." I repeat with surprise.

"Yes……" she mumbled nonchalantly.

"Please don't tell me you want a rejection," my heart pangs as the word slipped out of my lips.

"Don't panic baby boy, relax," she audibly said.

"Not to panic! Look there is nothing to relax about…. I am already freaking out," I anxiously said. Her facial expression hardened at my words "I don't like weaklings, you can't be too weak….." She murmured, her words pierced my heart. I am trying to be strong for her but she wasn't giving me any chance to prove myself, to show her that I could take good care of her more than Nicholas could care for her.

"Weak!!......" I expressed with shock.

"Never mind, I came to know more about you," butterflies flew out of my stomach as I felt goosebumps all over my skin, her words hit me in the right way. Honestly, I wasn't expecting to hear that from her, looks like I didn't have a bad day anyway.

"You, you….. What!" The words tripped from my lips as I felt stunned.

Turning around she mumbled "Yeah……." Stopping in front of me she stops as she runs her finger on my face, my breath hitched as I felt electric sparkles overwhelming me.

"What…..wh…..what are you…..doing?" with closed eyes, I asked.

"Just wanting to know you," standing on her toe a bit she whispered into my ear causing a breathless moan to escape my throat as her breath tickled my face.

"But we can know ourselves by talking……" I managed to force the word out of my lips.

"I thought you were going to enjoy it, don't you like it? Am I that bad?" She forged hurt.

"Gosh, you are fucking good," I moaned again as I leaned into her touch, I know I am messed up already because she has my mumu button.

"I need you, baby!!…….

"Shhh…… " placing her hands on my lips, she mumbled "Not so fast, baby…..

" Gosh, you are driving me insane," I breathlessly whispered.

"I know, right?" She laughed out loud.

"But before then I need you to do something for me," she barely whispered.

"Anything for you, baby," I mumble.

"You promise….." She exclaimed.

"Tell me first, what is it?" I inquired.

"Just promise……" she whined.

"Just tell first and I promise to do it if it seems nice," I insisted.

"Come on…" trailing her nails slowly down my pants, she mumbled. Stopping around my throbbing dick she unhurriedly rubbed the tip.

"Fuck……" my breath hitched as I groaned in pleasure. She instantly stopped, snapping my eyes open. I glare at her.

"Why do you stop….." I complained.

"Promise me if you want me to continue….." With a taunting brow, she muttered.

"Fine, I promise….." I rapidly declared.

"I hate promise and fail, remember," with narrowed eyes she gave me a wicked smile as she uttered, despite her voice being calm and collective her tone sounds dangerous and like a warning. But I am sure whatever she is going to say isn't going to be any worse, or could it?