Chapter 7

　　Louisa's POV 　　It was such a shameful thing to say, but I just couldn't control myself. 　　I needed this, physically and mentally. 　　"Are you sure?" His breath flickered my nape. 　　My whole body melted into a pool of water. 　　"Yes," I bit my lips and said. 　　What worst thing could happen? I saw people doing it all the time in movies and... 　　"Oh, fuck it," he roared in a low voice. 　　Then, he roughly spread my legs open and pressed himself into my body. 　　I was occupied by him. 　　I was about to explode! 　　I felt that my body was about to be split into two halves. 　　Pain and pleasure. Sweat and blood. Tear and joy. All mixed together. 　　It was a feeling that was way too complicated than I could handle. 　　I almost passed out, but Lucas' gentle kiss brought me back to life. 　　He wanted me to stay conscious while he was having sex with me. 　　I bit his lips and embedded my fingers into his flesh. 　　He growled and started moving his hips up and down, getting deeper into my body. 　　How could someone be so gentle and violent at the same time? 　　I was way too confused. 　　Gradually, the painful part of my body was washed away by the tide of lust and passion. 　　He set a fire inside of me. 　　All the hidden feelings in my soul, be it shame or fear, anger or frustration, were all burnt into ashes. 　　The movement of our bodies synchronized and became more violent. 　　He was like thunder and rain, kissing me relentlessly. 　　"I love you, babe." He whispered as he finally decided to let go of me and rolled to my side. 　　I didn't say anything and curled into a ball. 　　He hugged me from behind and wrapped me up like a giant blanket. 　　"Did you come?" I asked. 　　He chuckled and said, "I don't do that." 　　I rolled back and looked up at him. 　　He was looking down at me with tenderness and affection in his eyes. 　　"What do you mean that you don't do that?" I frowned. 　　"It's very hard for me to come." He smirked and said. 　　"But men always come in the end." I frowned and murmured. "I saw it in the movies." 　　"What movies do you watch?" He stroked my hair with his long, slender fingers. He had a shit-eating smirk on his face. 　　I knocked on his chest gently and said, "It's not that kind of movie! It's just... Sometimes I watch stupid romantic comedies to kill time." 　　"Let's just say, I'm not an average man." He winked at me and said. 　　My face flushed and I pressed my face against his chest. 　　"Did you feel it?" he asked. 　　"What?" 　　"My heart is pumping love for you," he said in a deep, enchanting voice. "I have never said it to anyone before, but I love you, Louisa Falco." 　　I stroked my face against his chest without saying anything. 　　We remained in silence for a while. 　　I asked, "If you don't come... Does that mean that you can do it as long as you want?" 　　"Yeah... If you really want to put it that way... What? Do you want some more?" He licked his lips. 　　"No!" I pressed his head away. 　　"Are you sure about it?" His head moved back. 　　"No means no!" I pushed it away and covered his head with the sheet. 　　"Not even a little bit of it?" He stuck his head out of the sheet, grabbing me into his arms. 　　"No! I'm exhausted!" I giggled, kicking my legs, trying to slip away. 　　But all my struggle was in vain. 　　He kissed me all the way from my navel up to the cleavage. 　　I groaned and closed my eyes, spreading my legs wide open. 　　- 　　The next morning, I woke up around 11 o'clock. 　　Lucas had already gone. 　　A maid walked in and put a dress on the bed. 　　"Mr. Sigler asks me to give you this, Miss," she said. "He also wants you to stay here and wait for him. He'll take you out for lunch." 　　As she was about to walk away, I stopped her - 　　"I'm starving right now. Do you have a toast or something?" 　　Five minutes later, I stepped out of a giant elevator and got into a kick-ass kitchen in Lucas' mansion. 　　I looked around and made myself some PB&J. 　　The chef and maids stood around me, watching me wash the food down in my throat with a bottle of milk. 　　"How could she eat like this and stay so skinny?" A maid whispered to another. 　　"Because I've got five part-time jobs to pay for my student loan." I munched with a full mouth of food and answered. 　　They stared at me like I was coming from another planet. 　　I wiped my mouth clean and walked to the door. 　　"Miss, you need to wait for Mr. Sigler!" The maid raised her voice to remind me. 　　"Tell him that I thank him very much for his hospitality." I kept walking without looking back. 　　I didn't want to see Lucas this morning. 　　I couldn't imagine things more awkward than "the morning after sex". 　　I tried to push the door open, but it seemed that it was locked. 　　I turned the handle, but it was stuck. 　　"Miss, please wait..." The maid said from behind. 　　I kept twisting that handle... and it came off. 　　The maid came forward and said, "Miss... I wanted to remind you that the exit is on the other side... This is the door to storage..." 　　"Oh, great. Thank you." I put the doorknob in her hand and walked to the other side of the room, pretending nothing had happened. 　　And I grabbed another PB&J on my way out. 　　The chef was staring at me with disapproval on his face. 　　"What? It's just a sandwich. Do you need a hug or something?" I asked. 　　The chef picked up the rolling pin. 　　I immediately ran out of the kitchen. 　　And then, I saw a shocking sight.