Chapter 117
Scarlett’s POV
We were still on the bed, still talking about Kathleen’s situation.
“Do you think the one she just spent the night with is from one of the neighboring packs?” I asked as he gently combed my
hair with his hand.
“It doesn’t matter where that fucker comes from. If he dares to show up. I’ll be the one to kill him.” Lucien’s voice, although calm, wasn’t really calm at all.
I sighed helplessly and patted his shoulder. “Anyway, it is what it is. It’s their own life. Let’s just watch and see how it turns
out.”
I heard him sigh. “Indeed.”
I was about to close my eyes when he spoke from above, his hand gently gliding from my neck to my chin, tilting my face up toward him. His eyes locked onto mine, then dropped to my lips.
‘Can I kiss you now?”
Right. We still couldn’t. I had lost consciousness yesterday and hadn’t brushed my teeth yet.
As if he had read my mind, he leaned so close our noses were touching. “I washed you up last night and brushed your teeth.
I paused, watching his face draw closer, and just when he was about to kiss me, I covered his mouth and gently pushed him
iway.
‘I haven’t washed up today and haven’t brushed my teeth either,” I reasoned.
‘It’s okay. I don’t mind,” he said, pulling my waist closer to his body.
‘But I mind!” My cheeks warmed.
He let out a quiet chuckle and slid off the bed. I was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when, without warning, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me straight to the bathroom.
What are you doing?!” I was taken aback, hooking an arm around his neck.
The corner of his lips quirked. “Didn’t you say you haven’t had your bath yet? I’ll help you.
My eyes widened and my face reddened “What the hell are you talking about? I object‘ Put me down
“Come on, little wolf, don’t be shy I’ve already seen everything, and I’ve tasted every inch of your because I covered his blabbering mouth. Damn it!
I can do it myself. I said in a voice that barely held authority
He didir getra Dish
He chuckled and still carried me into the bathroom. Jocking the door from inside as he gendy set me down
I watched as the door clicked shut my heart pounding
“Lucien, I can=”I started, already reaching for the edge of the cute as if I could climb out, but be held me back wolf a stark
He rolled up his sleeves with hurried case Don’t waste your breath I cut this best night too sicaned von thorough’s just
1/4
enjoy my service.”
I glared at him, heat rushing to my cheeks. I am fully awake right now, and I’m not tired or sick I can do this alone
His laugh was low and infuriating. “Oh?” He stepped closer, towering over me, that madderung giam in his eyes. “Bu to help you. Can’t I?”
What ‘help‘ are you talking about?!
His words left me speechless, my throat tightening. Before I could object, his hands were already on me brushing ov hem of my clothes.
I slapped my hands down over his. “What are you-
He le
closer, his lips brushing my ear, his breath hot enough to make me shiver. “Don’t want it, hmm, little wolf?”
blatantly seducing me in broad daylight under the guise of bathing me!
y couldn’t I resist?
ower lip. “You’re impossible.”
you’re adorable when you’re flustered,” h
“I’m not-”
“Arms up,” he repeated, the comm
My chest heaved, torn betwee
Ah, whatever. If he wants to craves him too.
The corner of his li instantly, sweepi
Damn.
mured, tugging my thin fabric upward despite my weak protest. A
xplicable thrill flooding me. Reluctantly, slowly. I raised my arms.
ay, it’s not like I hate it or am that against it really, when, in fact, my bod
e fabric over my head, baring me completely to his gaze His gaze darkened ing far too long. My skin burned hotter than the steaming bath.
wallow. “Damn, I’m hard”
ged to my face as I pushed him away Lucien
Op effortlessly and lowered me back into the bath the how we lapped at my sk
heat i felt because of hum
or the glass bottle of soap pouring it into his palm and working one whic& Raincot Tubba’s Warn hack sliding down I thinched
The duckled for fungere slow and deliln rate Toddy Imoso teach you
Pat bin
apter 117
His eyes were clearly telling me he couldn’t wait to devour me whole.
10 voucher
His hand slid lower, tracing the slope of my shoulders, strong fingers kneading with almost tender reverence. The soap spread down to my chest, and when his palm cupped my breasts, my voice trembled out loud
“Lucien!”
He glanced at me, shamelessly trying to look innocent. “I’m really bathing you, little wolf.”
I gritted my teeth and glared at him, then pointed at his large hands cupping my breasts and pinched them playfully. “The
what is this?”
He leaned closer, lips quirking in that wicked grin. “With special services, my lady.”
My face burned. “Special services, my ass-” My words died in a soft moan when his thumbs brushed over my nipples. teasing and pinching lightly. The ache shot straight through me, making my thighs tense underwater.
“You sound like you’re enjoying it,” he teased, his tone dark and husky. He rolled my nipple between his fingers until anoth sound–much louder–escaped me. His eyes were hooded, hungry. “See? Your body’s being honest with me right now, bah
I bit down hard on my lip, but it didn’t stop the whimper that slipped free when his hands lingered, massaging slow and deliberate, spreading heat and need through me until my skin felt like it was on fire.
“Lucien,” I panted, half desperate, half scolding.
This isn’t bathing me!
“Mm?” His fingers trailed lower, gliding down the curve of my ribs to my stomach, caressing gently.
“This isn’t…a bath!”
He laughed again, low and rough, as his hand slipped across the soft plane of my belly. “It is. Thoroughly. His gaze dropped to where the water shimmered against my thighs. “Every. Inch.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, my heart racing so fast it made me uncomfortable, yet at the same time… I was looking forward to these “services” he mentioned.
“Do you want me to stop?” His voice shifted, darker and huskier, but his touch stilled just above my navel
My mouth opened–ready to scream yes, ready to scream no. But nothing came out. My chest heaved betraying the
His smirk deepened “That’s what I thought.”
With infuriating care, he poured more soap into his palm and slid his hand along my side, down over the curve of my mp bubbles clinging to his skin- to his shirt–and I watched him lift and toss it to the ground. I gulped as the Koscaded the mus les of my back with slow, practiced motions, making me moan against my will even though I tried hard not to make any noises that would only fuel his fre
Lucien 1 thed to protest but my tone sounded suggestive instead strangled by the heat poling in my stentach
“You’re so tense” he chuckled, his thumb stroking circles just above the swell of my hippy Relax httle wolf 11 cake dhe në
you
How is thus bathing me
راراه
Four off with another sharp moan when his hand brushed lower, this is casting the sensitive skin of my me thigh, just beneath the waterline
He knew all my weak spots and where I would lose my strength completely and surrender to temptation
3/4
10-V
I heard him chuckle darkly against my car “Tell me, my customer. Am I doing a good job?”
I glared at him
He chuckled and kissed my lips Tm not doing a poor job, am 12
I couldn’t answer his teasing My nails dug into the edge of the tub, head falling back helplessly as his hand lingered at my center–gently massaging my clit in slow circles, almost making me tremble and close to losing all inhibition.
AD
Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander)