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Chapter 3

Next morning

Lucien Alessandro

"Fuck!" I groaned silently, wrapping my palm around my hard cock, my eyes squeezed shut, my breath rough and thick.

I could hear my heart in my ears as it pounded hard against my chest as though it was fighting for an escape, my body responding instinctively as a quiet longing stirred within me.

Warmth coursed through my body, my stomach twitching, my breath hitching as I jerked my hand down my cock, stroking it slowly and gently.

"Scarlett..." her name slipped out of my parted lips as I threw my head back. Fuck it!

It has been five years. Five years of torture and pain. Five years of wanting a woman who is forbidden for me, denying my desires yet the flame still burns. My best friend's daughter. How could I want her in my bed? How could I desire her when there are several other women out there who would do anything to grace my bed? But sadly, it has to be her. It can't be any other woman but Scarlett. She has the key to my wild fantasy.

'This is wrong, Lucien. Scarlett is your best friend's daughter'

I would always remind myself each time I had these crazy thoughts about her, but it never got better. For the past five years, there has never been a day that passed by without thinking about her. There has never been a passing day without having the imagination of how great it'll be to have her on my bed.

Her long straight legs I badly wanted wrapped around my torso while I give her the best sex of her life. Her smooth flawless skin I couldn't stop imagining how good it would feel under my touch. Her lengthy blonde hair. My wildest fantasy. How great it'll feel holding a handful of it while she stays on her knees and sucks my cock dry, swallowing my cum to the last drop. Her honey-brown eyes. Those sparkling charming eyes that always melted my heart. Those eyes that always felt like they were staring right through my soul. How beautiful she looked that night in her birthday dress. Everything about her has been etched in my memory for years.

I had no idea what Scarlett did to me, but this feeling all began since that night. That night at her twentieth birthday party.

I swore to keep my distance, despite the longing and desire for her, but sadly, our fate got entangled when her dad asked to take her to live with me for some time. I couldn't have said no to my best friend without a reason, right?

"Ugh! Fuck!" I groaned, my body shaky, my breath growing shallow with every second that passed by.

My skin heightened sensitively, blood coursing through my vein, my cock standing aggressively.

"Oh fuck, Scarlett!" I cried out pleasurably, increasing my pace, my body covered in sweat. The feeling was good. So fucking good that I didn't want it to end, but that was before I exploded, releasing all my seeds over my hand, dripping down my legs and to the floor.

"Fuck!" I cursed, breathing heavily.

After I was done, I headed inside the bathroom and showered.

I met my phone ringing as I walked back inside the room, and I picked it up. It was Taylor Wolff. Scarlett's dad.

"Hey, Taylor," I pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hey, friend. I haven't been able to reach you. Is everything alright?"

"Hmm. I've just been busy," I muttered, drying my hair with a towel.

"Oh... I wanted to say thank you for letting my daughter stay with you,"

"It's fine. That's why we are friends," I threw myself on the bed, rubbing my fingers on my forehead. If only he knew what I feel for his daughter. Our friendship would be so fucked if he ever found out about this, and it was the last thing I wanted.

Taylor and I have been friends since we were kids, and I wouldn't want anything to undermine our friendship now. I don't want to betray him.

My attention was drawn to the knock on my door, followed by Scarlett's voice.

"Excuse me, please,"

My heart fluttered nervously, and I swallowed nothing. I was doing everything to avoid her.

"One second, please," I went to the closet where I picked up my robe and wore it before going to open the door.

However, my jaw dropped, and my eyes narrowed when I saw Scarlett. She was wearing a revealing nightie which had her hard nipples pointing at me. Her messy hair was packed up in a ponytail. I felt a twitch in my abdomen as desire coursed through me, my heartbeat quickened, causing me to swallow a breath.

Is she trying to seduce me?

"Scar...lett..." I could barely hold myself from looking at her chest.

"Do you...need anything?" I asked, trying not to get distracted.

"I made breakfast. Are you coming to the dining room to eat or should I bring it to your room?"

My eyes were fixated on her lips as she spoke, resisting the urge to pull her in for a kiss.

"Oh... breakfast?" I paused, swallowing a breath before I continued. "I have an appointment this morning. I don't think I'll be able to stay for breakfast. Let's eat together when I get back tonight," I gave her a small smile.

Her eyes flashed with disappointment as she nodded and muttered. "Alright." Before leaving.

I released the breath I'd been holding unknowingly once I closed the door, crashing against it.

"Fuck!" I groaned, looking down at my erected cock.

How long will I be able to hold back?