226: 038 BIG MYSTERY

038 BIG MYSTERY

Sometime later Lucas stirred from the bed. "Bella?" He called her name. Recalling how she spelled the name in her drunken state brought a rare smile to his usual poker face. He waited for her to respond and when she didn't, he lifts his head so he could look at her only to find her peacefully sleeping with her cute little mouth slightly parted open.2

He swallowed deep and hard as his hot gaze survey her delicate countenance. Her high cheekbones were tainted in red and her cute small lips swollen from the aftermath of their passionate love making. She's effortlessly beautiful even in her sleep and her state of undress made the temperature inside the room feel like a sauna.

"Lovely," he mumbled under his breath, brushing the tip of his fingers on her smooth porcelain skin. 

He can look at her forever and not feel tired at all. Lucas thought to himself with a sudden jolt in his chest.

Something inside him had been awakened tonight. It was an emotion he couldn't name because it was the first time he felt that way. He couldn't understand how he felt so he simply brush it away.

If he doesn't get up now, he'll never have the strength to get up from the bed later. He told himself, sighing. Summoning the strength he could muster, he finally gets up from the bed and looks for a clean towel. He did find one, neatly folded inside a drawer filled with her underwear. He soaks the towel in lukewarm water before returning to the bed where she still lay. 

Gently, he cleans her thighs, removing the drying blood in her skin, thinking she'll be feeling sore tomorrow. He actually felt sorry for her and if she asks him, he'll willingly carry her in his arms and bring her wherever she wants to go just to ease the pain he caused her. But he doubted if she will ever want him to be around tomorrow. He didn't know how will she react when morning comes after what transpired between them but he was looking forward to seeing her reaction.

When he finishes cleaning her, he returns to the sink and washes the cloth. When he's done, he just let the wet towel to dry on the counter.

He returned to the bed but he didn't lay down beside her. He couldn't get enough of her and he continue to stare at her peaceful countenance which is an epitome of gentleness and elegance. So unlike the woman he married. Lucas thought to himself as his fascinated eyes fixed on the tattoo on her back. He'd been with Alexandria for years and he knew she's allergic to tattoo ink. A drop of ink will leave a severe burning in her ultra sensitive skin. That reason raise some suspicions in him which he have to crush immediately because he had no other valid reason to doubt her identity. But after making love to her tonight, he right away knew that this woman is not his wife. 

Despite Alexandria acting like a demure saint during their courtship, she wasn't a virgin when he took her on their first night. She's a real, self-centered, narcissistic bitch who thought she could fool him to believe he's the first man in her life with her fake moans.

Bella moved and his attention shifts back to her. She didn't awaken though, just found herself a comfortable position to stretch her long legs. The frown he didn't know was on his forehead disappeared as he touched her cheeks.

A faint smile curled on his lips.

Bella, this woman, as she introduced herself during her drunken stupor, was a virgin. He felt and witnessed it with his eyes. Thinking he'd been her first made him so possessively more protective of her that he could not imagine any other man touching even the tip of her hair with their filthy hands.

She was his now and he plans to keep her as his at all costs even if she will hate him one day for keeping what he just discovered to himself.

Lucas sighed to himself as he lay down beside her. Gently he pulled her close to his chest until he could no longer feel the cold inside him. Only the comforting warmth of her skin that seem to melt the ice-barrier he built to avoid anyone coming near him.

As he cuddled her in silence, Lucas felt the ripple of guilt inside him. He was sorry for taking something precious to her. But there's no way he'd know she's still untouched if he hadn't made love to her. He knew it was wrong what he did but he never felt this right. Making love to her was something he never regret doing. He was completely under her spell and there's no way he would stop now after having a taste of her and discovering the pleasure and bliss she brought with her.

Lucas still didn't know who she is but he has all the plan to find out soon. This woman definitely have no idea who she was and Alexandria — damn that bitch — must have known something.

If he was right, Bella might be Alexandria's twin sister whom he never knew even existed. Alexandria must have plotted everything so well, including the accident to look like it was her which was damn genius of her because it actually worked perfectly after Bella lost her memory. But that doesn't explain the tattoo in Bella's back though. Lucas wondered if Bella had known him all along which is more likely to happen considering Alexandria was her twin sister.

Why would she wear his name on her back if she doesn't mean a thing to him?

Damn. He couldn't answer that. But maybe after investigating Bella's real identity, he will know the reason why and locate Alexandria as well.

Lucas sighed in frustration. The sooner he finds his wife the better. As cunning and calculating she was, he knew she would have Bella killed in order to hide the truth she had no idea he already discovered. Protecting and finding who Bella was is on the top of his priority now.

He kissed Bella on the cheeks, vowing to never let any harm touch her. She looks like an angel, so sweet and tempting that he couldn't resist the urge and he kissed her on the mouth.

The gentle movement of his lips made her stir from her sweet slumber. "I'm tired. Go get some sleep, lover boy." She breathed lazily before falling back into a deep state of sleep.

Something that resembled a chuckle emerged from his throat. He was amazed that even in her sleep, she managed to fascinate him.

"Goodnight Bella." He whispers to her ears.

"Nyt." She subconsciously mumbled in her sleep burying her nose in his chest.

Lucas wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.

He knew with Bella, he'll never feel cold or empty again.

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