Lana pulled on her red nightgown, her damp hair wrapped in a towel.
Liam's smiling face flashed in her mind, her heart aching to see him again.
She could feel her mind wandering to her father. It had been a while since they had spoken and the silence was unsettling.
As if on cue, a soft knock broke the quiet of the room.
Lana opened the door, and there stood Mike, looking as if he had been anxiously waiting to speak to her.
"The boss requested your presence," he said, his voice tight with tension.
Lana's steps echoed through the mansion, her stomach churning with worry as she trailed behind Mike.
She had no idea what Nicholas had in store for her, but she knew it wouldn't be good.
The study door creaked open, revealing the man himself.
He was seated at his desk, surrounded by papers and books.
"Always busy with something, but never at a real job," Lana thought, as she made her way into the room.
Mike closed the door, leaving her alone with Nicholas.
Lana stood, arms crossed, her eyes fixed on Nicholas.
Nicholas's eyes flickered up from his work, meeting Lana's gaze with a cold, calculating stare.
"Yes, I did call for you," he said, his voice low and measured.
"I have an announcement to make."
Lana's heart thudded in her chest.
"What kind of announcement?" she asked, her voice wavering.
A rush of heat swept through Lana's body as Nicholas approached her, trapping her between the hard surface of the door and the firm warmth of his chest.
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat of his breath against her neck.What was he up to? Lana's heart raced, anticipating what was to come.
Nicholas leaned closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper.
"I have a big surprise for you tonight, Lana."
His fingers lightly grazed her thigh, sending shivers down her spine.
Nicholas's fingertips danced along her skin, making Lana shiver with a strange mix of fear and excitement.
"I bet you'll love it," he murmured, his voice low and tantalizing.
Lana gulped as his tongue traced a teasing path along her neck.
Her body trembled, responding to his touch despite her better judgment.
"Don't you want to know what it is?" Nicholas asked, his voice a sultry purr.
Lana could feel his smirk against her skin as she turned her face away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire.
"Speak," she snapped, her voice shaking with the effort to stay strong.
Nicholas's smile broadened as he reveled in Lana's defiance.
It was a game to him, one he was intent on winning.
In a swift movement, Nicholas lifted Lana, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively for balance.
She let out a startled gasp as he placed her on the table, his hands on either side of her, pinning her in place.
Lana stared up at him, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
"What do you think you're doing?" she began, but Nicholas cut her off with a single finger on her lips.
"Shhh, feisty little one," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
"We're going to have a little fun tonight. You'll see."Lana could feel the heat of his body against her, his thighs pressing between hers.
She fought to keep her breath steady, but she couldn't ignore the rush of desire that flooded through her.
Nicholas bent down, his lips hovering just above hers, his breath teasing her skin.
"We better be gentle and obedient, shouldn't we?" Nicholas murmured, his voice a seductive purr.
Lana's heart raced as she felt his lips brush against hers, his fingers trailing down her neck and shoulders.
Every touch, every whisper, sent a shiver of pleasure and anticipation through her.
She knew she should push him away, resist his advances, but she was helpless against the desire that coursed through her veins.
With a shaky breath, she gave in to the temptation, surrendering herself to Nicholas' desires.
His lips pressed against hers in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire deep within her.
Lana couldn't resist, her body betraying her as she kissed him back with abandon.
Nicholas's hands explored her body, gently squeezing and caressing her breasts, eliciting a low moan that was muffled by their kiss.
With a smirk, he pulled away, whispering in her ear, "I love it when you're defiant, but I love it even more when you're obedient.
"Lana bit her lip hard, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and desire.
Nicholas left a trail of kisses down her neck, marking her skin with hickeys as he made his way to her chest.
Lana felt her cheeks burn as he undid the rope of her nightgown, her body exposed to his gaze.
She tried to cover her face with her hands, but Nicholas would have none of it.
"I want to see your face," he growled, holding her hands by her sides.
"I want to watch every expression, every moan."
He resumed his kisses, his lips trailing down her chest.
Lana gasped, her back arching as his lips grazed her sensitive nipples.
Nicholas's eyes never left her face, his gaze intense and unwavering.
The sight of Lana's flushed cheeks, damp hair, and sweat glistening on her collarbone was an intoxicating blend of vulnerability and seduction.
He took one of her nipples into his mouth, gently sucking and tugging, and Lana moaned, her body writhing beneath his touch.
Nicholas feasted on her body, his hands exploring and caressing as his tongue and lips teased and tantalized her.
Lana's moans grew louder, her fingers gripping the edge of the table as waves of pleasure rolled through her.
He moved to the other breast, lavishing attention to the sensitive skin, his teeth grazing the nipple.
Lana threw her head back, surrendering herself completely to the onslaught of sensations.
Nicholas smiled against her skin, relishing in his power over her, his hunger growing stronger with every moan.
Lana's heart lurched as Nicholas lifted her from the table and set her down, his hands moving to undo his belt.
"Oh no, not again," she thought, her fear rising as she watched his movements.
Nicholas saw the panic in her eyes and smiled, a sinister glint in his gaze.
"You need to be obedient tonight," he murmured, his voice low and menacing.
"I'll try to be gentle, but I make no promises."
Lana's heart raced as he turned her around, bending her over the sofa.
Her gown was lifted, exposing her to his gaze, and she closed her eyes, bracing herself for the inevitable pain that was to come.
As she felt Nicholas's member pressing against her, she fought back tears.
"I can't let him see me cry," she thought, her body trembling with fear and helplessness.
But just as Nicholas was about to continue, a sudden knock echoed through the room.
"Boss, you're in trouble," Mike cried, panic laced in his voice.
"Your mom is here!"