Chapter 328
His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

âI know,â Belinda murmured, her voice so soft that it was barely audible.
A spark lit in Lucasâ gaze, something raw and unrestrained. âThereâs no turning back now,â he said.
Before Belinda could respond, he tilted his head and captured her lips again in a fervent kiss.
His hands moved instinctively, slipping beneath the fabric of her clothing.
At the same time, Belindaâs trembling fingers fumbled with Lucasâ shirt buttons. Frustrated, she ripped the shirt open.
Tiny buttons scattered across the room like fleeting sparks.
In no time, the barriers between them vanished, leaving nothing but bare skin and the pounding rhythm of their hearts.
This wasnât the first time Lucas had seen Belinda naked. But this time, it was different.
Compared to the fleeting glimpse he had gotten in the bathroom before, now, he could see Belindaâs body clearly.
The soft glow of light illuminated every curve, every graceful line.
Lucasâ breath hitched as his eyes took her in. Heat rose to his face, and a dryness caught in his throat.
He couldnât stop himself now.
His hand reached out, and when his fingers brushed her skin, it felt like he was touching the smoothest silk.
Belindaâs cheeks flushed a deep crimson.
She turned her face away.
âLook at me,â Lucas said, his voice low and commanding.
Slowly, Belinda obeyed, meeting his gaze with wide, hazy eyes.
Lucas leaned forward, pressing his lips to her neck, trailing soft kisses down her skin until he reached the peak of her breast.
Belinda couldnât help but let out a soft moan.
She bit her lip lightly, unable to believe the sound was coming from her own mouth.
She reached out and pulled Lucasâ head closer, her free closed. Everything went smoothly untilâ¦
âAhâ¦
It hurts! It hurts!â Belinda gasped in pain as Lucas penetrated her.
Her nails dug deep into his back, leaving marks on his skin.
A look of concern came over Lucasâ face when he saw how pale she had become from the pain. âIâll be more gentle,â he said in a low voice.
He slowed his movements, but Belinda could still feel the pain.
Fortunately, the discomfort didnât last long, and soon the pain turned to pleasure.
The first round was soon over, but Lucas recovered quickly and started again.
This time he seemed much more experienced.
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