" Bella".
"I must confess, that's a beautiful name," Lucas said, drawing closer to me again. I wondered why he was forcing the niceness. It was already becoming disturbing, but at the same time, I liked it in a way. He was hard to resist, very attractive if I may say.
"Thanks," I said, still looking out the window not wanting to give him a glance.
"Look, Bella. I'm sure if you just flow along with this agreement, you'll see that this isn't something hard at all," Lucas said, his voice firm but controlled. "I really don't know what's up with you. A lot of women would nearly kill for this chance you have right now, but you—"
"Excuse me?" I interrupted, my voice rising as I turned to face him immediately. "Are you serious right now? I would like to see that woman who would have loved to sign herself into a marriage against her will with a gun to her head."
Lucas's expression changed, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of guilt there for a moment. But it was quickly replaced by his usual calm demeanor.
"It wouldn't have gotten to that extent if you had just listened and cooperated," he said, with a calm voice. "Besides, I already apologized about the whole thing. It's just two weeks, max, then you'll be free, okay?"
I looked away from him, let out a deep breath and rested back and so did he. I couldn't deny the irresistible comfort I felt just resting back on those plush leather seats. It was really nice in his car. That new car scent, the cool air with that soothing scent just made me want to sleep off after all the stress he put me through.
I couldn't still believe all that was happening at the moment. I just stared at the street lights beautify the expressway as the evening dominated the day.
"Hey"
"Hey Bella"
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"Ugh I slept". I muttered to myself as I slightly opened my eyes only to feel Lucas's hands lifting me from the car seat into his hands. His hands felt really strong with the way he lifted me with ease.
I heard the door shut with a soft thud.
I felt his strong arms lift me into the mansion, I felt the cool air envelop me once he stepped inside. Even with my eyes closed, I could sense the change in environment I was in his house The sounds, the smells, the temperature – everything was different. And the scent had that sophisticated and expensive ring in it as expected.
I felt him walk for a few moments, and then slow down. Another door creaked open, and with the way it sounded I could tell it was a huge door: he stepped inside as the door slowly slammed shut behind us, and I heard the soft click of the lock echo round the space we were in.
Lucas gently placed me on what felt like a heavenly bed. I felt the softness envelop me.
The mattress was plush and luxurious, cradling my body in comfort. I sank into it feeling the softness of the sheets and the blankets. It bed smelled amazing – a sweet, soothing scent that seemed to wrap around me.
I opened my eyes to find out I was on the biggest bed i had ever seen in my life.
Lucas had Already walked over to a huge mirror, as he began to unbutton his collar, his eyes fixed on his reflection. I slowly turned intending to look over at him, but my gaze was immediately captured by the breathtaking beauty of the bedroom I was in.
It was marvelous.
So enormous, with high ceilings and walls adorned with exquisite different types of artwork. The bed, where I lay, was a masterpiece of design, with beautiful carvings and plush, velvety softness. The furniture was elegant and sophisticated, with a mix of modern and classic styles that blended seamlessly together. And the room alone was bigger than my house back at the farm.
"All this space just for a room….
"Are you done pretending?" Lucas spoke up, his voice diverting my attention making me I already sat up. I looked away my head, still lost in admiration, but didn't respond.
Lucas chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Is this just your room?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I was still trying to take it all in, the sheer opulence and luxury that surrounded me.
Lucas turned away from the mirror, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes, it's our room," he said, making me turn to him his eyes locked on mine. "For the next two weeks, at least."
"Ours?"
I asked below my breath looking him in the eye as he nodded in response holding that casual smile of his.
"I see you like it." Lucas's commented making me feel like i let my guard down. I didn't want to reveal how impoverished my life had been, that I'd never seen such opulence before. So, I cleared my throat, trying to compose myself, and stood up, walking away from him I could feel the cold glass marble floor seep into my bare feet.
I stood up, and glanced down at the bed. The pure white sheets were now stained with the makeup from my face. I was about to apologize, but Lucas beat me to it
"You don't need to worry about it," he said, with a calm soothing tone "Just head over to the bathroom and take a shower, freshen up. I already had my maids get everything you could possibly need." He pointed to a door with intricate golden craftings on it.
I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I turned to head towards the bathroom, feeling a little ashamed at his words. But I didn't look back.
The bathroom was just as luxurious as the rest of the mansion, with marble countertops and a massive walk-in shower. I couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the opulence that surrounded me at the moment.
Just as I was admiring the bathroom, I caught sight of Lucas's reflection in the mirror in front of me. I spun around, my heart racing with surprise.
"What now?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. "Do you want to forcefully shower with me now or what?"
I said as my eyes immediately met the folded towel in his grasp.
My eyes narrowed as he drew near, his gaze locked on mine with that same piercing intensity he had when our eyes first met at the ball.
"It doesn't have to be forceful," he whispered, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down my spine.