Lucas' POV
"Fuck, Lucian. Give me some good news. I mean, the good ones. Not the ones that sound about right at the very beginning and fucking end with a sudden twist of things going bad, because that made me want to strangle you to death." I lay on my giant bed, feeling exhausted from a long fucking day.
I once kept chasing a fucking bunch of louts for three consecutive days and I didn't feel half as tired as I am right now.
And tomorrow will be an even longer fucking day because a fucking Grand Ball will be on the way and I don't even have a fucking date.
With that fucking skinny ass she-wolf down, who am I going to dance with?
"Will you dance with me tomorrow?" I flipped on my bed to look up at Lucian.
"Yeah, with you dressing up beautifully in a skirt, why not?" Lucian handed me a glass of water as well as a few hangover pills.
"Fuck you, Lucian. When the day comes, I won't be the one who's wearing a skirt. I'll give you that." I took the pills and gobbled down the water. Then I put the empty glass on the nightstand and said, "Now, hit me with the good news."
"There isn't any." Lucian shrugged, putting a coaster underneath the glass.
"Where the fuck did you pull out a coaster from? Do you have a magic pocket on you or something?" I looked at him up and down, turning him back and forth, looking for something suspicious.
"I don't have a magic pocket. I only have some bad news." Lucian sat on the edge of my bed.
Oh, fuck. He needs to sit down for this? It can't be good.
"I don't want to know." I covered my ears.
"She's fully recovered, right in front of my eyes." Lucian said, "She's getting stronger, Luke, at a rate that is unprecedented."
"Fully recovered? Does that mean I can fuck her now?" I rubbed my hands with interest.
Fuck, that girl's a freak, and I kind of like it.
"Luke, could you please, for one second, stop thinking about fucking others." Lucian lowered his head and rubbed his temples.
"What's wrong with fucking? I've got too much tension on me working in this line of business. I have to feed the geese and keep the blood flowing or else I'll implode. By the way, I like the way you say the word fuck. Say it again, but louder this time." I smirked at Lucian.
Lucian rolled his eyes and tried to stand up, "OK. I get it. It's been a long day..."
"Hey, I'm just joking." I laughed and stopped him, "Sit down here. You know I don't talk shop in bed."
"I don't want to know what you talk about in bed," Lucian said. "That warlock's obviously in love with her, and it seems that she has some feelings for that warlock as well."
"You don't fucking know anything about women, do you, Lucian?" I sighed.
"OK. Tell me something that I don't know about women." Lucian looked at me with a poker face and said.
"Women are like fucking bitches," I gloated. "The more you beat and ignore them, the more they fear you and yearn for your love. They might pretend to want to go somewhere and do whatever they fucking want to do. At the end of the day, with a whistle or a stare, they always come back to you on all fours with a wagging tail, begging for your mercy."
Lucian covered his face with one hand and said, "Luke, whatever you've just said, never talk to anyone ever again in your life."
"What?" I frowned. "Fuck, Lucian, I should charge you money for telling you this. Think about Gianna. She stops talking to you, right?"
"I really prefer not to bring my wife into this conversation," Lucian said with a serious look on his face.
"Come on, for argument's sake. She doesn't want to talk to you, right?"
"Yeah." Lucian sighed.
"But you still keep trying to talk to her through mindlink, right?"
"Yeah."
I continued, "That's exactly why she doesn't want to talk to you. She knows she doesn't need to talk to you and she can still get your attention. Try not talking to her for three days. I swear, on the third day, she'll show up at your doorstep and yell at you."
Lucian looked at me patiently and said, "I'm not going to let my pregnant wife yell at me. For your information, letting a pregnant woman do anything doesn't look good for the rest of your life, so you might want to add that into your playbook of women. Gianna's going to be here next week anyway. I'm sure she'll talk to me by that time. And again, don't you ever try to use Gianna for argument's sake."
I cracked a big smile on my face and said, "I know, I know. She's your Gianna. She's definitely not one of them. But I'm just saying. Girls like that Louisa all have some twisted fucking father issues on many levels. But one thing they have in common is that they're all buying the 'love saves the world' shit. I mean, look at the way she's looking at me. She obviously can't do without me. She's desperately drowning in the illusion of love she created in her imbecile mind. She's so stupid to picture me as the last straw of her hope and the solution to all of her problems. That's exactly why she'll do everything to get my attention. Let's have a bet. I'll lock that warlock with her for tonight and she'll find out he's just a fling thing to her and beg me to fuck her tomorrow morning."
Lucian frowned and didn't say anything.
"Come on, you know what I've just said is right. Where's the famous Lucian smile?" I tapped his face and said.
Lucian looked at me and said, "Maybe we should let her go with the warlock."
"Let her go? You mean, reject her and sell her to the slave market along with the warlock?" I asked.
"Yeah." He nodded and said. "It's better off this way."
"But I'm not done with her!" I protested.
"You've got other women," Lucian said. "Lots of them."
"I'm seriously oversexed but underfucked. That fucking she-wolf's my mate and it feels great to fuck her. You know what I'm saying? You've got a mate. You had sex with Gianna, right?"
"Luke, what did we just talk about not bringing her into our conversation?" Lucian's eyes narrowed.
"I mean, it's the best thing in the world, right? It feels just right. She was literally made for me. She knew how to soothe every single itch at the time she was born. Isn't that the most wonderful thing in the world?" I couldn't stop picturing her tiny body trembling underneath my body.
Fuck, I got hard again even thinking of her.
"Anyway," I grabbed a pillow and said, "I'm not letting her go anywhere soon. Anyway, she doesn't want to leave me. Today at the stable, she refused to take my rejection. Zackery was there. She said no."
"I don't know why Zack's particularly interested in this girl, but there must be a reason. I've already sent out some people to investigate her background. Meanwhile, if you keep treating her like this, she might not say no in the future when there's an offer." Lucian stood up and said, "Take her to the Grand Ball tomorrow. Pamper her with some gifts to cheer her up. She's a keeper, Luke, and being nice to her is the only way to keep her from running away from you."
Lucian walked off when soldiers brought me some naked slave girls into my tent.
As I walked towards them, they started to tremble.
"Please don't hurt us." They begged while kneeling on the ground, with tears dripping from their wide-open eyes.
Yeah, like that's gonna fucking happen.