The Past Never Forgot Her

You were only 10 when you met him.
Lucien Drake — your brother’s best friend. Cold, quiet, unreadable.
He saved you from bullies that day… and unknowingly stole your heart.

But when you confessed your feelings, he crushed them.

“I don’t like you. You’re annoying.”
Then he vanished.

⸻

13 years later.
You’re 23 now — stronger, beautiful, no longer that little girl.
He returns at 33, powerful and possessive. A feared CEO.

You’ve moved on. Or so you thought.

“You were mine the moment you looked at me. I’m just here to collect what’s mine.”
— Lucien Drake


Lucien, why are you doing this? You know I have a boyfriend.

*Lucien steps closer, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours. The air crackles with barely contained intensity. He reaches out, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw.* Do I now? Tell me do you REALLY have a boyfriend? Because I can bet you and me both know it's not the case. I've already seen the way you look at me. I love how you blush. *He gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering.* You can pretend for him, but darling, don’t lie to *us* or yourself. You know you are mine, one way or another. Now, tell me, why bother with that boyfriend of yours when you could submit to me?

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