After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas)

"Your body is far more honest than your words, Aveline," Lucas murmured.

Aveline closed her eyes, remaining silent. It was true-her body couldn't resist Lucas' teasing. He knew her body even better than she knew it herself. Taking a steadying breath, Aveline said, "Lucas, I need to go to work."

But Lucas had no intention of letting her go. Watching as the corners of her eyes gradually reddened, his amusement only deepened. "What's the rush? It's not like you need to clock in."

As he spoke, his hand continued its deliberate movements, making Aveline tremble and bite down on her lip.

However, the moment she heard the sound of his belt buckle, her body tensed, and her face turned pale. "No... please, no..."

The painful memory of their last encounter filled her with fear, and she began to recoil from his touch, desperate to avoid further intimacy.

Noticing her trembling, Lucas' eyes darkened. "Aveline, are you playing games with me?"

Her shaking grew worse, her face becoming even paler. "I can't, Lucas... I don't want to keep going..."

She hugged herself tightly. “It hurts... it really hurts..."

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In that instant, all of Lucas' desires vanished. He released her and watched as she curled up in the corner of the sofa as if that was the only way to ease the pain she felt. Lucas' expression grew increasingly grim.

Every time he touched her, she ended up like this. How could they continue like this?

His tone was stern as he said, "Once you've pulled yourself together, we're going to the hospital."

"I don't want to go..." Aveline responded with clear resistance, shame biting at her lip. "As long as you don't touch me, I'll be fine."

Lucas looked down at her with a cold, commanding gaze. "Don't kid yourself."

With those words, he turned and walked out onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette.

Aveline closed her eyes in despair. As his presence moved away, her body gradually calmed, and the deep-seated fear that had gripped her soul began to fade.

After a long while, Lucas returned from the balcony.

Noticing the slight color returning to her face, he spoke in a firm tone, "Come with me."

Aveline still resisted, "I don't want to."

Lucas grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. His voice was icy as he said, "Aveline, you need to understand something-you don't get to refuse me. Either you comply and make it easier on yourself, or I'll have no problem using more extreme measures to ensure your obedience."NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Aveline bit her lip, anger flaring in her eyes.

"Lucas, am I just some toy to you? Why are you doing this to me?"

He stroked her cheek, his gaze growing even darker. "How could you say that? You're the woman I care about most."

Aveline let out a bitter laugh. “Hearing the word ‘care from you cheapens its meaning.”

How could someone who claimed to care about her do so much to hurt her? His version of affection was twisted.

Lucas replied calmly, "Think what you want. Now, come with me.'

But Aveline remained still, continuing to resist.

Lucas' patience began to wear thin, but just then, the doorbell rang.

Both of them turned to look at the door. Lucas' expression darkened, remembering how often Russell had shown up here. “This early? Who could it be?”

He walked over and opened the door, and sure enough, Russell was standing there, a smile on his face until he saw Lucas, and that smile quickly faded.