They fooled around in the bathroom, and when Lucian finally slowed down, Roxanne was so tired that she was about to faint. Lucian carried her to the bed, and they continued going at it until the wee hours of the morning.
Roxanne woke up feeling as though her body was on the verge of crumbling down. The space beside her was empty. She had no idea where Lucian had gone to.
As she endured the pain and got up, the thought of sleeping in different rooms came to her mind once more. “You’re up?”
Lucian suddenly opened the door and came in. That shocked her so much that her waist gave way, and she nearly toppled onto the ground. He strode over and pulled her into his arms before she fell.
Roxanne was clad in a low-necked nightgown, which he had helped her change into yesterday. Her movement caused her collar to open slightly, revealing her cleavage along with the marks that Lucian had left the previous night. Just one look was enough to make him react.
At first, Roxanne was relieved when he caught her, but she then felt something hard pressing against her from behind, and memories of the previous night’s events flooded her mind. She pushed him away almost without hesitation and glared at him. “Are you a beast?”
As soon as she said that, another burst of pain from her waist caused her to grimace. Lucian looked at her innocently. “But you were clinging to me later on. You-”
“That’s enough!” Roxanne snapped, blushing. With that, she turned on her heels and entered the bathroom. Lucian’s eyes crinkled at the edges. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, massaging it with his large hands.
Despite Roxanne’s refusal, she had to endure his ministrations in the bathroom for a long time. When they finally came out of the bathroom, she had every intention to ignore him.
“Jonathan is waiting for you downstairs,” Lucian said suddenly. Roxanne was momentarily stunned. “Why didn’t you say something so important earlier?” she said somewhat angrily, her face flush. Lucian shot her a look in response.
Her temper was quickly subdued by his piercing gaze. She could only change her clothes quickly, tidy up, and head downstairs to see Jonathan, with Lucian following behind dotingly. Jonathan had already drank his second cup of coffee when he saw the couple descending the stairs. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Queen.”
Roxanne looked at him apologetically. Jonathan looked at her and then at the visibly defeated Lucian behind him with a confounded expression.
However, he understood almost immediately when Roxanne sat down in front of him and he saw the marks peeping out of her collar. He shot Lucian a suggestive look before saying to her, “Don’t be so courteous to me, Roxanne. Just call me Jonathan as Lucian does!”
Roxanne could not help but be taken aback by his words and felt that the form of address was a little inappropriate. Since my return to the country, Jonathan has helped me a lot, but we aren’t that close…
“Jonathan grew up with me, so there’s no need to be so courteous with him.” Lucian sat down beside her and held her hand as though it was the most natural thing to do. In front of Jonathan, Roxanne was still a little embarrassed to grasp his hand. She struggled against him but he wouldn’t let go, so she could only let him be.
Jonathan sighed inwardly when he saw how intimate his friend and Roxanne were. All the hard work and plans I devised weren’t in vain. They got together in the end. Also… judging by the satisfied look on Lucian’s face, I’m sure they can’t keep their hands off each other. No wonder he seemed to be in a good mood when he came down to welcome me just now.
At the thought that his painstaking efforts were not in vain, Jonathan felt that it did not matter that he had to wait for so long earlier.
