Romance With The CEO

Chapter11: Decision 2

That had been Velia's original intention. But she could not let the opportunity pass her by. If she had to compromise her dignity, it should at least be worth it.

"Of course," Velia replied, plucking up her courage. She made a quick calculation in her mind. "I want 2.500, Luc."

Lucas stared. "2.500 for a woman who's just trying out being a whore? Ck. You've got to be kidding!"

Velia's face flushed. It was clearly a blatant insult.

"I just need to add a few million and I could hire an actress!" Lucas retorted. "Who do you think you are?" He scoffed and shook his head. "No. You'd better go and charm someone else."

"Luc!"

"You are outrageous in setting your price! I don't know about your health either. Oh, this is too risky. You should know, Ve. I was excited to see you, but that was at the beginning. After some recent events, I feel the opposite now".

Lucas' disdainful rejection made Velia panic.

"As soon as we arrive at the hotel, please leave immediately," Lucas continued curtly. "I'm not interested anymore."

Lucas turned away. He no longer looked at Velia, his expression showing genuine disinterest.

No.

Lucas was Velia's only hope. It was pathetic, but she would rather sell herself to Lucas than go from one man to another in a nightclub.

The horrible thought clouded Velia's judgment. Feeling increasingly desperate and unwilling to let go of her last chance, she grabbed Lucas' hand. She pulled Lucas toward her and grabbed the back of his neck.

Lucas was taken aback. Almost startled, but a soft surface landed right on his lips. Silencing any possibility of startled exclamations he might have uttered.

Holding on to Lucas with all her might, Velia closed her eyes. She pressed her lips to Lucas' and slowly devoured him.

Lucas' eyes widened. His heart skipped a beat.

Velia trembled. Lucas clearly felt it. There was a sense of fear and the kiss felt stiff. Strangely, the touch managed to make his blood rush.

For a moment, Lucas blinked. He breathed in and welcomed the kiss.

Velia was surprised. Not only did she receive a kiss in return, but it was more than that.

Lucas' strong, large hands gripped the feminine curve of Velia's waist. He pulled the girl closer to him.

Lucas pressed Velia's lips forcefully, demanding. He kissed and nibbled until Velia was overwhelmed. He bit and Velia let out a small cry.

The cry disappeared as Lucas slid his tongue between Velia's lips. He pushed through, seeking warmth there.

Tongues met. Greeting each other. Caressing.

Velia was excited. Lucas sucked her tongue, sending Velia into a strange sensation she had never felt before.

Desire surged. Lucas could not control himself. He grabbed Velia's waist and lifted her slender body.

Lucas sat Velia down on his lap. His hands moved down Velia's slender legs. Pulling and holding them open on either side.

The position eliminated any gap. Lucas held Velia's back with one hand while the other reached for Velia's fingers.

Lucas brought Velia's hand to his hardened desire. Velia jerked and the kiss was broken.

Velia's breath caught. A strange sensation came over her and she realized how intimate they were.

Lucas' lips wandered. Pulling away from Velia's kiss was no problem, as Lucas could now enjoy tracing the lines of her face.

Wet trails were created by Lucas' lips as they parted. Warmth shifted. Slowly slithering down Velia's slender neck.

Lucas stopped. He breathed in Velia's sweet scent.

Velia's body responded. Her fingers squeezed Lucas' upper arm.

Lucas' masculine side was ignited. His passion erupted and he showered Velia's neck with warm kisses.

Velia gasped. Her chest rose and fell.

Lucas' eyes grew darker. One of his hands rose and landed on Velia's breast. He squeezed and Velia moaned.

Velia immediately bit down hard on her lower lip. She fought to stop herself from moaning again, but it seemed that Lucas did not miss the sensual sound.

Lucas' groping stopped. Now he reached for the buttons on her shirt. He undid them quickly.

Lucas could only hold back until the third button. When the shirt was open enough to reveal Velia's soft mounds, he immediately lowered his face.

Velia's muffled cry echoed as Lucas bit down on her breast. Lucas growled as he cupped Velia's buttocks.

Lucas pulled Velia closer. Pressing her tightly so that Velia could feel the undeniable proof of his desire.

Lucas' world was spinning. He felt like he was about to explode. Common sense vanished and his hands slipped under Velia's skirt.

Velia looked up in a low voice. "Luc."

"Oh my, Ve," Lucas whispered warmly as he stroked Velia's thigh. "I could undress you right now."

Velia swallowed. Her body shivered, hot and restless at the same time. She tensed at the strange sensation of Lucas' fingers moving inside her skirt.

"Sir, we've arrived."

Lucas' hand stopped. The voice brought Lucas back to consciousness.

Lucas returned to reality. It dawned on him where they were at this moment. A completely inappropriate place. And a completely inappropriate time as well.

"Damn it."

Lucas could not hold back the curse. The haze of desire actually blinded him to the fact that the car had stopped moving a while ago.

Lucas' breath was ragged. So was Velia's. She was disheveled and her pale face flushed.

Lucas clenched his jaw. The sight of Velia made his groin hurt.

They needed a moment to compose themselves. There was a fire that needed to be put out.

"2.500?" Lucas pulled his hand from under Velia's skirt. Moving, he stroked the blush from Velia's cheek and said, "Give me your account details for Vlora. She'll transfer the money."

Velia's eyes widened. "Y-You?"

"I'll ask Vlora to book a room," Lucas continued, swallowing. "I want you to be ready when I get there. Around eight o'clock. Without wearing anything else."

Velia froze. Lucas stared intently and finished everything in one sentence.

"I need to secure the body I'm renting tonight."

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