Romance With The CEO

Chapter20: Changes 2

Velia shook her head once. The image vanished and was replaced by the reality in front of her eyes.

"I thought this exceeded our agreement."

Lucas's hand toyed with Velia's stomach. "I've already told you that I will take care of what's mine. This is normal, Ve."

The fine hairs on the back of Velia's neck stood up. Lucas's breath caressed her and created a warmth that made her uneasy.

"This unit is spacious, but you don't have to do anything. Everything will be cleaned and taken care of for us. The only thing you can do is cook. If you want to, that is. Food is an easy matter; we can just order it."

Satisfied enough with the kitchen, Lucas invited Velia to visit another room. Next was the workspace.

"I thought I would need it when I stay here."

Temporarily leaving Velia to fetch something from the desk drawer, Lucas approached again with two cards in his hands. He handed them to her and said, "Take these and use it as you please."

Velia looked at them with an incredulous gaze. "Luc?"

"50.000 will be transferred to your account tomorrow, but it doesn't include these two cards. You can consider them as a gift from me. Use them to take care of yourself and have fun. You surely know, right? I'm not a cruel lover."

For the umpteenth time, Lucas rendered Velia speechless. She could only stare in astonishment at everything Lucas did.

"So, I hope you always remember. You belong to me, Ve. Don't let any other man touch you. Moreover, you should know what you have to do."

There was an implicit warning. Velia could not possibly ignore it.

"You don't think about deceiving me, do you?" Lucas asked without waiting for Velia's answer. "Taking my money but not serving me to the best of your abilities?"

Velia forced herself to lift her face. "N-no."

"Good. At least you should remember who's helping you."

Money always makes a difference. Its presence gives power.

Velia had proved it. She would not neglect to implant the fact in her mind that Lucas had power over her. That Lucas owned her.

For that reason, Lucas should not be surprised when Velia's hands cupped his face. Nor should he be surprised when Velia leaned in to brush Lucas's lips with a brief kiss.

He should not be surprised. However, reality was quite the opposite.

Lucas blinked. Velia's eyes slowly opened right in front of him.

"I will always remember."

Lucas took at least five seconds to regain his composure. He exhaled and forced a smirk to appear on his face.

"There's one room I haven't shown you yet."

It was the bedroom that marked the end of Velia and Lucas's journey. A room with an elegant and classy ambiance.

"This is our bedroom."

Velia held her breath. Lucas did not need to explain. The presence of a bed there answered every question.

Taking his place behind Velia, Lucas brushed aside her hair. He moved away those dark and gloomy strands to provide the view that Lucas desired. A sight of straight lines running along Velia's neck.

Velia shivered. Lucas's breath felt tangible on her nape. She tensed in anticipation, and a wet kiss landed there.

Lucas closed his eyes. His hand descended as his lips continued their exploration along Velia's neck.

The tip of Lucas's nose played around, teasing, and tracing the scent on Velia's skin. He inhaled the gentle aroma as deeply as possible.

"Luc."

Unable to hold back, Velia uttered Lucas's name. Her chest rose and fell as Lucas's hand trailed on her abdomen. Slowly, but surely. His large fingers undid every button, releasing them from their respective holes.

Lucas's breath grew heavier. He removed the shirt from Velia's body and tossed it aside.

Lucas gently stroked Velia's stomach, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Move," he said, guiding his fingers to her back, unhooking her bra, and freeing Velia's breasts from their support.

"I don't want to see you wearing clothes like that again, Ve."

Velia held her breath, frozen in place as Lucas pulled her body closer to his. Her back pressed against his chest, and without warning, Lucas cupped her breasts, squeezing them, eliciting a moan from Velia.

Lucas growled and pushed Velia away, causing her to stumble on shaky legs. They moved toward a room in the bedroom, filled with several wardrobes and their clothing essentials.

Stopping in front of a large mirror, Lucas's eyes darkened as they focused on Velia's nipples.

Lucas inhaled deeply, his hand trailing down to Velia's knee-length skirt and removing her panties as well.

Velia closed her eyes, unable to witness herself standing before the mirror completely exposed, with no fabric covering her body.

"I like seeing this," Lucas said.

Contrary to Velia's expectations, Lucas was enamored with her current state, not just because of her nakedness, but also the marks that adorned her skin, visible on her neck, breasts, and even her stomach.

"I like seeing every mark I've left on your body," Lucas continued in a husky voice. "What do you think?"

Velia forced herself to open her eyes, mustering the strength to nod in agreement. She swallowed the bitterness that filled her and replied, "It looks good, Luc."

Lucas turned his face away, planting a kiss on Velia's head and burying his face in her hair.

"That's right, Ve. Just like this."

Lucas embraced Velia's stomach, his growls resurfacing, growing heavier. However, instead of expressing them, he said, "I want to spend tonight with you, but there's work I need to finish."

"Work?" Velia questioned.

Lucas nodded briefly. He released Velia's body and walked toward a wardrobe, opening it to reveal a set of sleepwear.

"I've spent half the day with you, Ve. I have to make up for it tonight."

Lucas donned a satin nightgown while Velia stared at the contents of the wardrobe, her eyes widening. There was no need to guess-every piece of clothing inside was meant for her.

"All the clothes and necessities you need are prepared by Vlora. If anything is missing, just let me know."

Nodding once, Velia found Lucas wearing a satin nightgown on her body.

It felt smooth and incredibly soft. The expensive fabric cascaded perfectly on Velia's slender figure, enveloping her with a sense of utter perfection.

Lucas pulled away, creating a little distance he needed.

"See? You look stunning."

Reluctantly, Velia could not help but be amazed by her appearance. The size fit perfectly, and the color matched her skin tone perfectly.

"Thank you."

"It's worth what I'm getting," Lucas whispered. "Now, it seems I have to leave you for a while."

Velia watched Lucas through the mirror. "Are you going to work right away?"

"Ah," Lucas exhaled, nodding briefly. "You can rest."

After planting a kiss on Velia's head, Lucas left, and for a moment, Velia stood in contemplation.

A minute passed, and Velia's curiosity suddenly emerged. She opened one of the wardrobes and widened her eyes at the sight of more women's clothing filling it.

She glanced around the room, taking in the glass cabinet filled with luxurious bags and shoes, along with various other women's accessories.

Velia's gaze fell upon another wardrobe of the same size. For some reason, she felt unsettled as she approached it.

She opened the wardrobe, finding it filled with men's clothing.

Lucas's clothing? Does that mean he will stay here too?

Velia's heart raced with fear, causing cold sweat to form on her neck, but she tried to calm herself.

It's impossible. Lucas is a busy man. He can't possibly stay here. Maybe it's just in case he has to spend the night.

Attempting to dismiss the possibility from her mind, Velia left the dressing room and headed to the bed, lying down on her tired body.

She gazed at the ceiling, her mind empty, and a bittersweet smile appeared on her face.

Lucas won't let me go this time.

Ironically, Velia had to prepare herself for all the consequences. The payment for Lucas's help.

At least Lucas saved me.

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