Catherine's POV.As I emerged from the dressing room, Lucas's admiring gaze met mine, and a rush of warmth flooded my cheeks at his compliment."You're looking stunning, baby," he murmured, his eyes lingering on me with undeniable desire.Unable to contain my smile, I thanked him with a shy nod. The red gown I wore was his favorite, and it hugged my curves in all the right places. With its daring neckline and slit, it exudes elegance and sensuality. Lucas had spared no expense in having it custom-made for me, and his thoughtful gesture filled me with gratitude. I don't even know how to thank him... He had been making me happy for the past few days, and I guess he was keeping to his promise."Fuck... I wanna undress you right now," he confessed, his voice low and husky as he ran a hand through his hair, his desire for me showing all over him. I wonder what kind of man he was, his dick... Gosh... His dick...Keep it cool, Catherine. Don't overthink shits."What are you doing to my poor
Catherine's POVMy eyes flickered open, and my body bumped against a broad chest. Turning, I saw his cute sleeping face, and a broad smile spread across my face as memories of last night flooded my brain. After dinner, we headed to the room, and Lucas made sweet, delicious love to me. He wasn't his usual savage self but a gentleman who took care of my needs slowly.I had begged him to fuck me real hard, but the man took his time and made me understand that there was immense pleasure that came from slowly sensual lovemaking. It was beautiful, and I loved it so bad, but I kind of loved him banging me hard... That feeling was different... Always different, but I enjoyed both sides of him. I was sore but not as sore as I would have been if he had fucked me so savagely.Remembering his confessions brought another smile to my face... Lucas is my man. Yeah. I could call him that now. He is my man, my own man. He belonged to me now, and I belonged to him. Gosh! It felt so good."Lucas..." I wh
Lucas's POV"I said cancel all the fucking meetings. I am busy, and I mean it. If you call me again because of any darn meeting, I'm gonna fire you and make sure you don't get a job anywhere again in your life!" I huffed angrily, ending the call with a decisive swipe of my finger.Such a silly secretary.My new secretary was a pain in the neck. I had explicitly instructed her not to bother me for anything, yet here she was, disrupting my day with trivial meetings... Again!"You have to calm down, boss," Marcos advised, his voice steady. "Catharine is looking at you worriedly," he added.I followed his gaze to where Catharine stood, her expression a mix of concern and apprehension. A low sigh escaped my lips as I realized the impact of my outburst on her. She couldn't hear me because she was inside, but the transparent glass door made my expression visible to her.Forcing a strained smile, I nodded at Catharine, attempting to convey reassurance despite my irritation. She responded with
Lucas's POV.My eyes twitched violently as the judge, whom I thought would announce the winner, began a long lecture about the competition, and good Lord! How I wanted to fast forward time.As he dragged on, I felt my patience wearing thinner than a sheet of phyllo dough. Seriously, was this guy paid by the word that comes out of his mouth? I looked at my nervous-looking Red, and I shot him a glare that could've melted a polar ice cap, silently wishing he would go straight to the fucking announcement. I was sure the crowd and the rest of the competitors were getting bored of his long speech already.Like what's wrong with these people? Haven't they had enough of the speech?The worst was that my brain couldn't process whatever gibberish he was saying, so I just sat on my seat, fuming and biting my tongue and inner cheeks to prevent myself from cussing."You should really relax, boss; you don't look so good," Marcos said, and I rubbed my face and turned to glare at him fully before say
Catherine's POVMy heart thumped like a drum as I dashed towards Lucas, feeling like I was in a dream. Today was beyond belief, a mix of nerves and excitement swirling insanely inside me. It was insane, but I had to keep it together, even though my insides had been tied in thousands of knots as I had watched Lucas from the crowd, the usually so steady and calm man, had looked like a bundle of nerves in the crowd. I wondered why he would decline his special guest seat to sit amongst the spectators and watch me."Red..." His voice reached me as I reached the door, and despite trying to hold back, tears welled up in my eyes again, a grin plastered on my face as I watched him. Watching him was so good; I was glad he was here for me.I stopped in my tracks, my heart pounding against my chest as I watched him approach. I had wanted to rush into his arms, but now, I hesitated, wanting him to come to me, to wrap me in a hug and tell me how proud he was. I needed to hear those words desperatel
Catherine's POV."OMG sweetheart, you look like a divine being," Natty complimented me immediately after I stepped out of the dressing room. "Those baubles you are wearing must be worth a small fortune, babe, they match your beautiful blue eyes," she added, her eyes holding this excited gleam that made me smile as I walked towards her."A large fortune, actually," I murmured a reply, moving my hand over the ornate sapphire and diamond necklace at my throat. "These 'baubles' are top-grade Kashmir sapphire.""Let me make a guess, a present from Daddy, huh?" She asked, and I just shook my head and turned to look at myself in the mirror. I looked almost unrecognizable; it felt as though an entirely new Catherine was staring right back at me.The beautiful red designer dress was exclusively made for me, and I looked like a princess. A real-life princess and Lucas made all this possible. For the first time in my life, I sat down and someone did almost everything for me while dressing up; my
Catherine's POV. "Chill baby, you should keep it cool, and we'll be fine. I'll stay by your side through it all, alright?" He assured me as he led me out of the room, my hand entwined tightly around his.I nodded, grateful for his comforting words and the reassuring squeeze of his hand. "Alright," I replied, drawing strength from his presence as we walked."Are the kids okay?" I couldn't help but ask, my worry creeping in despite Lucas's reassurances."They're fast asleep, sweetheart. You need to stop stressing about everything and just breathe. You've got this," he replied, his voice a soothing balm to my disorganized nerves.His words were like a lifeline, grounding me in the present moment and reminding me that I wasn't alone in all these.I felt a mixture of emotions swirling within me: excitement, nerves, and a hint of fear. This party marked a significant milestone for me, the first time I would be thrust into the spotlight, surrounded by powerful individuals and scrutinizing e
Catherine's POV."What the fuck is wrong with you?! How could you do something so stupid?! Did you see the rubbish your action caused? Look at the news, Lauren, fucking look at the newspaper!" Lucas suddenly roared as he slapped the newspaper on the table, pacing. I could see that he was trying to control his anger."Chill, Dad. It can't be that bad," Lauren said casually, and I sighed lightly. Lauren way the most insane human I've ever seen. "You appeared out of nowhere and decided to do something dramatic! How did I birth a son like you?" Lucas huffed, running his fingers through his hair as he brought out his phone.Lauren relaxed in his chair, seemingly unaffected by his father's rage. "Relax, Dad. It's not the end of the world," he said with a careless shrug, his tone dripping with nonchalance.I shot him a dagger look before turning to look at the furious Lucas. I was equally nervous about the whole situation. After what happened at the party last night, I knew the media would