Chapter 8

"Come back to me, Ve. And I'll give what you want." As Lucas suspected, his words stunned Velia. Lucas's heart ached. Saw with his own eyes how she reacted as she did not want to be near him anymore. What did I do to make her hate me like this? Velia gulped her saliva. Shook her head and take off her hands from Lucas. "No way." Holding a bitter taste in the base of his throat, Lucas said. "Why?" Velia shook her head again. "You want your job, and I want you. We can use this for mutual benefit." Velia shook her head. Again, shook her head. "I have forgotten you, Luc. I don't love you anymore at all." Lucas clenched his jaw hard. "Did I say that I want your love?" Velia's eyes are large, rounded. "You mean?" Harnessing Velia's stiff body frozen where she stood, Lucas increasingly scrapes the distance between them. "We made a realistic exchange, Ve. There is no need to involve any feelings in here." "W-what ...." Lucas grinned. "There's a price and I think it's worth for the job you're going to get again." If earlier Velia's face was red with embarrassment, then a white face Velia paled in horror. "You want me?" "Just like I said," Lucas said. "Come back to me. I don't even know if you still love me. And that's fine." "What do you mean?" Lucas's head dropped. Towards Velia's ears. Whisper softly there. "I will give you a job. But ...." Lucas's eyes glanced at the taste of panic that appeared on the girl's face. "Give yourself to me." Velia's heart felt like it had stopped beating. Her face looked at the man. Her mouth opened before he asked. "You think I'm a whore?" Lucas looked deeply into Velia's eyes. "I didn't say that. And you can't even be called a whore if you just turn yourself in to me." Velia's paled lips seemed to tremble. She really did not think Lucas will tell her that. "And of course, I don't want to share you with anyone else either," Lucas said. "If you surrender yourself to me, you must make sure that no one else that touched you. You know me so well." "You're crazy," hissed Velia. Velia's hiss made Lucas put on a slanted smile. "Then you're not. It's desperate to ask for your job again." Velia clenched her hands tightly together. At that moment, unexpected Lucas reach out. Pulling her waist until Velia fell into his arms. Velia trying to push Lucas's body, but the man flinched. "All these years we haven't met," Lucas hushed in Velia's ear with a sigh. It's warm. Makes Velia goosebumps because of it. "You're getting prettier, Ve." It's heavy, but Lucas can't resist it. The first time they meet after seven years apart, Lucas realizes how charming Velia is. Lucas will never forget. Velia in college was a shy girl who was very gentle. However, look at the changes now. She transformed into an amazing mature woman. When Lucas decided to make Velia his lover, he already knew about it. Velia is a meek beautiful girl who makes him feel the love of youthful passion. It was a good time that Lucas never thought would color his young life. Moreover, he did not think that there would be a time when Velia left him without words. Ironically, one reality slapped Lucas when they met again. It turns out that he did not forget Velia. NaÏve and embarrassing for Lucas, but how can he be compelled to get Velia back? Was this the male ego? The instinct of nature that rebelled because it did not accept the fact that he was abandoned without cause by a woman? Perhaps. Sounds reasonable. Lucas was the dominant figure. A controlling and powerful figure. He was not touched by just anyone. Entering Lucas' world was impossible for some people. Men or women, not all have the opportunity. So how could he be dumped by a woman? Not. Lucas had to open his eyes wide and see clearly in reality. He was not just dumped seven years ago. Instead of now, he was rejected by the same woman. Where is Lucas's face? Where is Lucas's self-esteem? Lucas was already condescending to the ego. Suppress self-esteem and ask a little. Unfortunately, Velia rejected it outright. Lucas' eyes darkened. He was ignited and no longer thought clearly. "Let me go, Luc." "Come back to me, Ve. I'll give you your job back." In the end, for the rejection he got and the inferiority complex he could not afford to put it aside, Lucas realized something. That seeing Velia begging was quite worth for the disappointment he felt. "How? Do you want it?" Both of Velia's hands went up. She tried to push the man's firm chest. But it was very hard. Writhing, trying to find a loophole felt like nothing. Lucas growled faintly. Feel how his heart beat when Velia's body clung tightly to his body. As true as what was said by Lucas. Many years did not meet. In fact, Velia grew into an adult womanl who was alluring. In the past, when they were still together, Velia was only twenty-two years old. Still classified as a girl who has just stepped on adulthood. And now? All that exists in the girl was charm. Her skin was pure white, her cheeks flushed with lips the red crackled, and not to mention with a pair of long legs that supported her seductive hips. So, when their bodies stick like this, Lucas felt how gently Velia's pair of breasts stick to his chest. Perhaps Lucas felt a tinge at his male ego and pride. But he could not deny it. That in one corner, deep down, there was a longing he could not bear. Something that made he tilt his face. Targeting a soft curve in Velia's neck. He kissed there slowly and made Velia goosebumps instantly. "Luc! Let me go." "I can give you more than just a job, Ve," Lucas whispered in a heavy voice. "Be mine, and I'll give you everything you want. Never mind work, I'll give you anything." Velia gulped her saliva. Take a deep breath and discover the scent of Lucas directly filled the cavity of his lungs. "How, Ve?" Lucas asked in a guttural voice. "I will treat you well. You don't have to worry." Bracing herself, Velia shook her head once. Although her hands could not push Lucas's body apart from herself, at least she was trying to escape by saying. "I will never come back to you, Luc. Never." Lucas froze. The longing that had covered his pair of eyes vanished. Replaced by emotions that suddenly broke out in his chest. Make it with wrath, pushing Velia's body until the girl almost fell because of it. "Go! And never show yourself in front of me again." *