Sia muted watching as he ran his hands through his hair. Tears prickled his eyes. Lucas kept tapping his foot on the floorboard. By this time the sun already sat gracefully in the sky. Staring down at them.
“You don’t know how mad I was when Danika said she sold the villa.” He gushed, beads of sweat suddenly clouded his face despite the cool weather.
“I almost ran outta my mind ’cause that how means everything to me. It’s my parents’ legacy, Sia. I wanted to find the person that bought it and take it back. But then I didn’t have much money. So I decided to wait until I make enough money. Getting that villa back was my goal. But Sia, I can’t…” He whipped his head aside, expelling a huge breath.
“I can’t believe you did that.” His heart is heavy, and so is his breath. Knowing Sia was the one that almost rendered him homeless needles him painfully but he swallowed it down. Willing himself to forgive and forget.
“My eyes were on you every day because I was looking for ways to make you pay. Which I did. So you can’t…”
She wasn’t able to finish her sentence when Lucas lunged forward and slammed his lips against hers. His tongue fenced against hers as he slide his fingers down the small of her back. Sia cupped his cheeks, embracing his kisses and doing her best to exude the same amount of energy he invests in kissing and nipping her lips.
Lucas parted a little and gazed into her eyes. “I’ll never blame you for the actions you took. I was the cause of it all, baby. I know.” He whispered against her lips.
Inching close again, he clamped her mouth with his and nipped down on her lower lips. Leaning her backward, he hovered above her.
They kissed as he lay her on the floor.
They kissed as he hovered above her.
They continued kissing as he cupped her cheeks.
They kissed as he trailed his fingers on her tits.
He couldn’t bear to tear his lips off hers. He couldn’t bear to rein on his increased love for her.
She couldn’t get her hands off him.
They kissed relentlessly.
They nipped on their lower and upper lips. Their love for each other accelerated, settling on a new level.
They kept on kissing as he unzipped his pants and pared his belt. They kissed as she threw off her shawl.
They kissed as he parted her legs, inching closer to her entrance. And they kissed, still kissing as he plundered into her, slamming his cock at every corner of her wall.
Sia moaned into his mouth yet he didn’t break away. He kissed her. Stole her breath. Made love to her under the sun and on the water. He touched her. He tongued her nipples. He kissed her cheeks, chin, neck, and chest.
He couldn’t get enough. He trailed the kisses down, taking her clit into his mouth, and kissed her. Exciting her hunger. Making her moans fly across the sea.
He rolled his kisses down her entrance and still kissed her. She groaned, fisting his hair as his tongue dipped in her cunt.
He traveled his lips back to her clit and kissed her. He trailed back to her nipples and kissed her, mouthing and tonguing it. He plunged deep into her stealing her moans with his kisses. Her back arches.
He gave her a slow thrust. He circled her leg around his waist and kissed and thrust her.
He loves her more than she knows.
Their body merged as he leaned forward, thrusting her gently. “Sia, in my next world I want to still be with you. I love you so much words can’t explain.” He confessed,
ramming her slowly, lovingly.
Breathlessly, Sia professed, “I love you too.”
And then, they ride on their orgasm. Breathing heavily.
“We better get dressed before someone runs into us,” Lucas whispered as he leaned close to Sia’s ear. She cackled at his words. Though she’d want to remain in their current position for a long time she can’t. They’re not alone.
Neither are they like Adriano who gives no shit about fucking in their presence. “Why ain’t you be like Adriano? He doesn’t care if you’ll bump into him fucking?” She jokingly asked.
Lucas pulled out of her and stood on his feet. Buckling his pants and belt, he spared her a look. “Adriano fucks pornstars, strippers, and the likes not his lover. Not his woman. But you’re mine and I wouldn’t love to see someone else getting a glimpse of what I see.” Lucas said with a quirk of his brows.
Holding Sia’s hands, he pulled her up but he couldn’t see any traces of smiles on her face again. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked, cupping her cheeks.
Sia tilted her lips a tad, “Nothing I just remembered something.” She said, trying to brush off the topic as she moved over to the edge and folded her arms together.
Lucas stood behind, watching her back, wondering what on earth could have triggered her mood again. Having experienced many pains more than happiness has made Sia to always have mood swings. This minute she might be smiling and the next her mood suddenly alters.
Breaking into strides, he towered over her from behind and circled his arms around her, dipping his jaw on her shoulder. He inhaled her wildflower scent which flew into his nostrils.
*
He banged his balled fist on the table as he saw Silas approaching. Anger coursed through his veins after Sia told him about her predicament with Silas.
How dare he touch what’s his behind his back? How dare he scan his eyes on what’s supposedly his.
No one is meant to see Sia ’cause she belongs to him. She’s his wife. But Silas dared him.
“He forces himself on my wife…” Monson shouted in anger. “No one is meant to see what’s mine much less touch her.” Monson hollered, shooting daggers at Silas who just smirked.
“No matter what brother, I’d never eat a piece of your leftovers,” Silas smirked and his words made Sia question the essence of telling Monson about her plight ’cause this meeting is not going in her favor.
James had only spoken a few things which included the fact that Monson has no evidence that Silas forces himself on Sia. However, being called a leftover made tears prickle the corners of Sia’s eyes.
She’s not a leftover. She’s Monson’s beloved wife.
*
Sia shut her eyes when the images flashed through her mind. She remembers the fiery look Silas shot her. A look that says ‘for breaking my rule, a punishment awaits you’ but Sia couldn’t do anything. The meeting didn’t end in her favor. Silas wasn’t punished rather she was punished.
“Tell me what’s running through her mind, baby,” Lucas asked, sniffling her hair shampoo scent.
“Your words just reminded me of Monson’s words the day…” She turned tight-lipped. Her pulse quickening.
Lucas whirled her around and held her by the waist. “On what day?” He mildly asked, not wanting to push her.
“The day we held a family meeting about Silas forcing himself on me.” She said curtly.
Tilting back his head, Lucas lowered his voice and asked, “He forces himself on you?”
Sia gave him a nod. “When I was newly married into the family. But not anymore because I’m no longer the girl he could scare.” She spouted, looking into Lucas’s coffee brown eyes.
“Son of a bitch.” Lucas cussed under his breath. Looking Sia in the eyes again, he gushed. “Not anymore, baby. He can’t hurt you again.”
Lucas slide his fingers into his pants pocket and wriggled out a ring. Sia looked down and spotted the promise ring he gave her years ago on his fingers and her heart jerked.
“You remember this?” He asked, dropping to his knees. Sia stared down, afraid that these promises might not be fulfilled like the last time.
“Sia, I want to remake my promises about forever with you…” He said. Sia’s heart beat a mile a minute hearing his words.
This ring, she doubts if she’ll bear it if they end up separating again.
“Sia, I love you more than you know. And today upon the waters and under the witness of the sun, I Lucas Evangelista promise to protect you. I promise you with my life to love you. I promise to always be there when you need me. Sia, please let me be that man who makes you smile. Let me be the man who wipes your tears. Let me be the man who gives you solace.”
He peered up at her and saw the sprinkle of tears rolling down.
“Lucas I might not be able to take it if we end up separating again…please don’t.” She muttered.
“Baby no. Nothing can tear us apart this time. Once Danika comes back I’m breaking all ties with her and her mother.” He said curtly. “Please give me this chance. ” He pled.
Sia looked up and then down. Slowly, she inclined her head in a nod. “I want you to be my solace. I love you too, Lucas.” She admitted.
Smiling, Lucas slipped the ring on her ring finger. “Together. Forever.” He said as he rose to his feet. Slipping out his phone, he turned on the camera and take shots of them and the ring.
“Gonna post it on my social media.” He said with a wink. Lucas stormed into his social media and posted their pictures with ‘reunion’ as a caption while they hobbled into the living
room.
He decided to have a glance at his feed while nipping their breakfast but he stumbled on something.
“Sia…” He called, looking at her. Sia veered and locked eyes with him. “Someone died in the Monson family.”
Shocked, Sia asked. “Who is it?”
“Rose Monson. She was defenestrated.”
Surprise darkened Sia’s face. She can’t believe Silas’s mother is dead
She looked at Lucas’s phone and saw it’s the trending news.
Her enemy was defenestrated.
Unbelievable.