Forbidden Heat novel Chapter 21

Angela wrapped her tongue around Lucien’s cock as he fucked her mouth fast and hard while pumping her large breasts together to grind against his cock. She could feel his hotness in between her breasts and deep into her mouth. She wanted to feel his load inside her mouth so much and then hopefully after, deep in between her legs. She gets turned on at just the sight of Lucien and now her pussy is already dripping wet.

Lucien was enjoying himself decently and could see that Angela was ecstatic to be able to serve him. He put his body on autopilot in sex-mode as his body continued to fuck Angela’s tits and mouth. However, his mind was now on the same dream that has been haunting him more frequently lately…

***9 years ago***

“We were too late. He’s dead,” a monotonous voice reported through the phone void of any emotions.

Lucien hung up at once, his face dark with anger and sorrow.

My undercover agents have just confirmed the death of my mentor…he was also my best friend. Shit. I thought we evaded the main house and have kept our relationship a secret for years but apparently, I was wrong, very wrong. I haven’t met him in years and have kept in touch using secretive methods of communication, but it proved not to be enough.

Opening the small secret door in my bedroom, I accessed my safe. I thought back on the last time I met my dear friend around 4 years ago before this all started for real.

“Lucien, I’m just saying this to be safe and to make sure we consider all possibilities. You know, I’m just saying…it probably won’t happen but…if it does,” my friend started talking in a hesitant voice.

He paused to steady his nerves before facing me straight with determined eyes.

“If I die, promise me that you will protect what is inside this envelop,” He said getting right to the point while handing me a black envelop. The envelop was flat as if it did not contain much and was around A5 in size.

“What’s inside?” I asked him the most natural question to ask at that time.

“If I die, you will open it and you will find out. If I don’t die, you must never open it and no one will ever find out what is inside. Simple. Can you promise me, Lucien?” he asked me once more with dead seriousness in his eyes. If I say no, our deal will breakdown right here and now. Protect whatever was in the envelop? How hard could that be…?

There was no note and nothing written on the photo or its back. Nothing there to explain the content inside the envelop. That was all there was: a single photo of what I assume was a family featuring my friend as the father, a beautiful woman with an angelic smile as the mother and a girl who must be their daughter. I never knew he had a family. He never mentioned them, I never heard of them and I definitely never saw them.

Recalling the promise, I made with my friend:

‘If I die, promise me that you will protect what is inside this envelop’, he got me good.

In other words, the last request he made with those serious eyes of his was: “Please protect my wife and daughter…”

Fuck. I thought that guy was single all along. He didn’t just have a wife, he also has a daughter?!

--To be continued…