Lust Overflow

It was obvious she had hopes of being romantically involved with Luciano, but a bastard like him was one Annalise would never be caught having feelings for.

His words were blunt and lacked a shred of human feelings in them — a genuine cold-hearted bitch.

“O-oh yes! I must introduce you to Zoey; she's Lucas, my first son's pregnant girlfriend.” Mrs. Rome introduced, referring to the Blondie and Annalise glanced at her.

Even the blind could see the immeasurable amount of arrogance oozing from her — she appeared bitchy.

“Old lady, how many times do I have to freaking remind you? I'm his wife!” Zoey's tone was far from being respectful as she yelled impolitely.

Mrs. Rome, although crazily rich, was a frail woman — it was easy to see, and surely, classless beings were going to walk over her.

Annalise would be damned to sit back and watch that.

“Y'know, that stinky tongue of yours is useless if it can't be used logically.”

Zoey paused in her meal, then glared hardly at Annalise — was this bitch talking to her?

“What?”

“Are your ears as dysfunctional as your brain? You heard me, bitch” Once again, she snapped hotly at her and Zoey stood from her spot.

Lethally and quite threateningly, she glared at Annalise before walking out of there.

Mrs. Rome was worried — the atmosphere a few seconds ago wasn't wholesome; it was tense.

“Annalise…” she turned to face her, then smiled widely. She held her hand, then entwined their fingers.

“You asked me to call you Mother, and I will, so no one, and I mean no one, is going to disrespect you in my presence!”

A soft smile broke out on Mrs. Rome's lips and, surprisingly, pulled Annalise into a warm hug.

~••••••~

“A court session?” She muttered the instant she was done reading the content of the message sent by Luciano.

Seven's attempt to kidnap her had earned him a trial at the court — likely, he was going to be sentenced to prison.

Annalise let out a sigh and placed her phone back into the pocket of her pants then faced the bustling building.

It was nighttime, and as usual, the streets of Los Angeles were lively as fuck and the most unholy establishment, the Angel's Lounge, wasn't an expectation.

Ever since she got betrothed to Luciano, her movement was restricted yet somehow found ways to perform her show.

But today, dressed in simple pants and a crop top with a lengthy overall covering her curvy backside, Annalise stood outside it intending to go in there and… quitting.

It'd be disastrous if the Romes ever found out she was a stripper, and to avoid that, had to end things completely today.

Shortly, Annalise could be seen walking through the hallway that led to her dressing room.

Mr. Zayn was nowhere in sight and as she drew closer to the door of her dressing room, began feeling… uncomfortable.

She halted and, while slowly gazing backward, abruptly and quite roughly had her nose jammed with something.

The stench laced in it got her feeling nauseous within a few seconds, and under a minute, her body went motionless.

“She didn't even put up a struggle.” Zayn, letting out a crooked laughter, remarked while heaping an unconscious Annalise on his left shoulder.

He began strolling through the hallway but headed for the rooms where nightstands were usually held.

And Annalise was going to have one with someone who paid a mind-blowing amount of money for her.

He doesn't give two fucks about her dissents against it — Lucas Rome was wealthy as fuck!

Once he got to a room's door, twisted the doorknob, then pushed it backward.

A luxuriously designed room came into view and, walking further in, placed a slumbering Annalise on the massive bed.

He sighted a handcuff, then grabbed it.

Grinning mischievously, cuffed her right wrist to the bed stand, then began walking out of there.

“Forgive me Angel, but this is business.” Crookedly, Mr. Zayn laughed and then exited the room but in the next minute, he appeared.

A tall figure, one undeniably handsome, slowly pulled off his necktie with lust overflowing from his brown eyes.

“Shit… She's pretty.” Lucas smacked his lips and then lowered himself on the bed.

He began crawling towards Annalise with sheer lewd thoughts filling his head.