Nathanâs expression grew dark.
He placed his hand on Cyrusâ forehead and pushed him away.
Cyrus, utterly wasted, appeared lonely and sad.
Left with no choice, Nathan had to knock Cyrus out.
He instructed Sonny, âItâs very late.
Have Abel arrange for Cyrus to be taken home on your way out.
â
âAlright, I will.
â
The midnight mini-party finally ended after they took their leave.
Lucinda rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
She hadnât consumed much alcohol earlier.
A delicate flush adorned her cheeks, enhancing her beauty.
Nathan swallowed, feeling a surge of desire.
He moved closer to her, caressed her face, and said softly, âAre you still thinking about Cyrus and Noelle?â
She nodded and replied, âTomorrow morning, Iâll visit the Shaw family and ask to see Noelle⦠Hey, keep your hands off me!â
She was discussing a serious issue, but he slipped his hand under her clothes and stroked her back, interrupting her.
Not only did he continue, but he also became more audacious, seductively whispering in her ear.
âHoney, weâve had our late-night snacks, but Iâm still craving dessert.
Would you like some dessert?â
Lucindaâs expression soured.
âAgain? We had s@x just this morning.
â
Nathan brushed her neck with the tip of his nose and his thin Lips.
âIs there a rule limiting us to once a day? We have three meals a day, and enjoying some âdessertâ after a meal is pleasant.
â
Since she gave birth to their children and fully recovered, Nathanâs primal instincts seemed to be intensifying.
He was becoming increasingly unable to control himself and wanted s@x daily.
Lucindaâs expression grew somber.
âI believe you should curb your urges.
â She couldnât endure it any longer, especially with her sore waist.
Nathan felt a bit unjustly treated and said in a hushed tone, âThen fulfill my desires tonight.
Starting tomorrow, I wonât approach you as frequently.
â
Lucinda let out a derisive snort.
âHow about a strike on your palm as tonightâs âdessertâ? Would you like that?â
He furrowed his brow as his sense of grievance deepened.