Chapter 19 Anticipation

• Lucas just finished swimming in the lukewarm pool of his villa and plunked on the chaise lounge a few steps away from the pool. These days, he can’t rid Sia off his mind nor stop worrying about his company that’s going down the drain.
• He’s eagerly waiting for the widow to approve of his proposal, so his company will pick up the race once again but nothing is happening yet. No results… nothing.
• He reclined his head on the chair, looking heavenward with floods of thoughts brimming his mind. Two beeps from his phone interrupted his tornado of thoughts and Lucas clutched on it from the small table beside him.
• Adriano's name blinked on the screen and Lucas hit the receiver tab.
• “Hey man…what’s up?” Adriano’s voice blared, seeping deep in Lucas’s ears.
• “Not so bad…” Lucas drawled, “facing my shits at the moment.” He added, solemnly.
• “Gotcha! Called at the right time man…c’mon…come to our usual let’s booze, I believe it’s gonna help divert you mind a tad. How about that?” Adriano sounded so enthused, willing to hang out with his pal.
• “What!? Oh…I see now, I bet your chippies kinda vexed you tonight…which of them?” Lucas quipped, aiming to ignite Adriano’s anger.
• Among the trio, only Adriano lives a Casanova lifestyle. So settling with one woman is never an option to him. No matter how Ethan exaggerates the sweetness of sticking to one woman, Adriano is so not buying the idea. He believes , a man is polygamous in nature and should have many women flanking his sides always.
• ‘If you want to live longer, if you want to experience life for real dude…taste different women. Trust me it’s a demeaned bliss.’ He'd say to defend his wayward life.
• “Hehe…” he smirked and Lucas began to envisage the creases of contempt that’d etch on his face now. “Women can never bore nor vex me. Trust me, I bet only you and Ethan will know the vexation induced by a woman but I here…dude, is never gonna experience that shit. One woman messes up, I swim to the other. Period!” He stated matter-of-factly.
• Lucas twisted his head, letting out a dry chuckle. He pinched the skin between his brow, moistened his dry lips before speaking up again.
• “So you believe? I wonder the millions of STDs you’ve got in your dick…” Lucas teased, chortling hysterically.
• “Woah! Woah!! Dude no…heavens, I go for a fucking check-up every week man. No room for STDs. Heck! How will I savor the sweetness of life if I got one?” Adriano asked, sounding pissed. He knows Lucas was merely trying to taunt him so he didn’t get least bit annoyed by his babbles.
• “Okay…I give up. But man, I don’t think I can make it out there tonight. Trust me.” Lucas babbled, snorting.
• “Poor man, your wife to be shackled you at home? So sad.” Adriano quipped, mellowing his voice as if feeling pity for Lucas. However, the latter knows better than to believe a simple act of pity from Adriano.
• “Today bygone. What about tomorrow? It’s Friday and…we can club. What do you think?” He asked again.
• “Not so sure man. Not just in the mood to club. I guess you know what I’m fucking facing at the moment?” Lucas gushed.
• Meanwhile, Danika emerged to where Lucas was and stood behind him. She donned on a silky red robe but completely bare on the inside.
• She leaned forward, eavesdropping on Lucas’s call though she couldn’t hear a thing Adriano babbled except Lucas’s.
• “Yeah, I forgot. It’s okay man. Just wanted to you know…spend time with my buds bit. Ethan’s shackled at home with his fiancée and you’re…” Adriano trailed off. “Just be cool. We can talk some other time.”
• “Sure Adriano. Be safe. Bye.” Lucas ended the call and sucked in a screeching breath. He reclined his head on he chair but suddenly felt a moistened lips on his forehead. He jerked, reflexively and swiveled backward to see Danika, slithering her robe off, exposing her pale, well sculpted body.
• “Hey, hun.” She purred, a grin divorcing her lips apart.
• “What are you doing?” Lucas snapped his brows together and hurled, his eyes not straying from Danika’s. She circled to his front, her white teeth radiating in the light rays coming from a distance. Her teeth shimmered, likewise her damped lips which she nipped on while leaning forward to Lucas.
• They’re now one breath away from each other and their temples enmeshed. Danika bored her eyes on Lucas’s, feeling a jolt of arousal.
• “What does it look like? I’m horny…” She wheezed. Before Lucas could protest, Danika jerked her lips on Lucas’s, drinking in his sweetness and biting tightly on his lower lips. Lucas endeavored to extricate his lips from hers, but afraid that a sudden move will warrant to being hurt.
• Before long, Danika straddled on his lap, feeling his cock hitting her lubricated nether part. Considering that Lucas just got out from the pool and was only on a short brief, his cock hunched on the surface and Danika could feel the damp brief and cock pressing in her pussy. A strong wave of hunger shot through her as she began grinding on Lucas’s cock while jostling to dominate his lips.
• Lucas tired nudging her away, but it seemed futile. He doesn’t want to risk inciting Hera's anger because after Danika’s last complaint to her mother, Hera called Lucas and released her anger on him, threatening to make him pay.
• Still unsure of the success of his proposal with Mr. Monson, Lucas can’t risk his only means of sustaining his company.
• “Danika...” He spoke on the rim of her lips, still struggling to jolt free from her grasp. But Danika was insistent, grinding on his cock fiercely which made Lucas slightly aroused and sipping on his lips.
• Gripping strongly on his dam of control, Lucas leaned backward when Danika parted their lips to gulp in some air.
• “Not now please…” Lucas snapped, dabbing his hands at the corner of his mouth to wipe the liquid nestled there. “Not now…” he added, making Danika erupt into laughter.
• “When if not now?” she asked, voice high pitched. “You keep disengaging yourself from me. So when will it be Lucas? I can’t even remember the last time you fucked me…”
• Lucas interrupted her immediately.
• “Because I don’t want to. Not anymore!” His roaring angered Danika and she flared up.
• “Why!? Because your slum whore is back? Because you’ve seen her? Tell me Lucas how long have you be fucking her? Tell me!?”
• Sensing her accusation, Lucas ceased holding himself back and fired out, “you’re crazy Danika. You think I’d even fuck you if I still have in my clutches? You actually think I'd look at you twice if Sia was still mine?” He burned his eyes on hers, both gripping hard on each other’s gaze.
• “Hahaha…” Danika burst into laughter, igniting Lucas’s suppressed rankle. “She has bigger sugar daddies now. Who serves her the size of prick she wants. Not just that, but money. Now , tell me Lucas Evangelista which one do you have? Let me be considerate a tinge because you seem to have a good sized cock but do you have wherewithal?” She smirked, tilting her head back to study Lucas’s expression more.
• Lucas had his brow curled up, feeling a surge of anger. He knot his fist together, yearning to blast Danika’s face.
• “Don’t look at me like a riffraff or are you one? We both know what I’m saying is the naked truth Lucas. You’re broke and would have been dipped in the fucking mud if not for my mother and I, isn’t it.”
• ‘slurp in a long breath, unclasp your fist, clip your eyes close and exercise time. The Monson group might soon accept your offer and you’ll put Danika and her mama in the mud where they deserve to be.’ His inner voice rattled on and it helped Lucas mollify his anger.
• Immediately after doing these things, Lucas sprang up from the chair, making Danika flop into the pool.
• A Yelp of irritation escaped her throat.
• “Ahh…how dare you Lucas!!” She rasped out, wiping the droplets of water that bleared her vision off her face.
• “You don’t deserve any atom of kindness or anything from me, Danika. I’m so freaking tired of having you around me!!” Lucas sputtered, rashly throwing his hands in the air.
• “Ahh!!! Mom will hear about this. I’ll report this to her!!” Wails of frustration evaded her lips. She ran her hands in her hair, brushing off the water dripping down her face.
• Lucas shot her one deadly glance and tottered away when his phone rang.
• “Yes, Grey…any update?” Lucas babbled first, when he clicked the receiver tab.
• “Yes…well, there’s a new development. I contacted the Monson’s secretary today and she confirmed the widow came to the Monson group today for a little inspection…”
• “Okay…nice.” Lucas butt in, nodding his head.
• “Exactly sir. She also said the widow will start looking into the unfinished business Mr. Monson has with some companies and luckily ours is among the documents she handed to the widow.” Grey explained, sounding relived after purging his Intel to Lucas.
• Sighs, “that’s a relief. I'll be looking forward to your next update.” Lucas said and Grey could hear his clomping feet as he tottered into the villa.
• “Alright sir. Good night.” Grey whispered.
• “Thank you.” Said Lucas, putting down his phone.