His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 1147:

“Stay still,” Lucas said coolly. And just to make sure she obeyed, he delivered a smack to her butt before striding toward the bed.

Belinda struggled against Lucas, kicking her legs and punching his back, though she used little force.

With effortless strength, Lucas carried her to the bed and threw her onto the mattress.

Removing his tie, he bent over her, pinning her beneath him. In a matter of seconds, he had her wrists bound together by his tie.

Belinda struggled but was unable to free herself. Frustration flashed in her eyes? she snapped, “Lucas! What do you think you’re doing? Untie me this instant!” Her protests fell on deaf ears.

Lucas began to unbutton his black shirt, his movements deliberate.

The realisation dawned on Belinda and her breath caught. Panic flickered in her eyes.

“Lucas! Stop right now! Do you hear me?” she shouted.

“You lost the right to refuse me the moment you defied me,” Lucas said, his voice deep. Then he leaned down and kissed her.

His kiss was fierce. His tongue tangled with hers, leaving her breathless. At the same time, his hands roamed freely, exploring her soft curves. One hand slid down and deftly unfastened the buttons of her nightdress.

Fresh from her bath, Belinda wore no underwear beneath the fabric. As the delicate silk parted, her bare skin was exposed to the cool air – and to Lucas’ eyes.

His eyes darkened, desire flashing in them.

He lowered his head and took her soft skin into his mouth, tasting it, savouring it.

A soft moan escaped Belinda’s lips.

“Damn you, Lucas!” she gasped, torn between anger and humiliation.

Lucas wasted no time. Within moments, both their clothes were off, leaving no barriers between them.

His searing heat enveloped her.

His touch grew softer, his lips tracing slow kisses along her body, his hands moving with tantalising precision, caressing her with surprising tenderness. Despite the frustration swirling inside her, Belinda’s body betrayed her, melting under his touch.

But when he finally claimed her, a sharp cry escaped her lips.

“Ah… it hurts!” Tears welled in Belinda’s eyes, her expression tinged with vulnerability.

Lucas lifted his head, his gaze locked with hers. Warmth and tenderness flashed in the stormy depths of his eyes.

“I will be gentle,” he murmured, his lips finding hers once more.

His movements, though softer, remained demanding.

Time dissolved into a blur…

“Lucas, that’s enough!” Belinda’s voice was hoarse, exhaustion weighing heavily on her.

“Just a little longer,” Lucas murmured, his voice an intoxicating mix of huskiness and seduction.

“You said that before! Liar!” Belinda huffed, summoning the last of her strength to punch him in the chest with a weak fist.

Eventually the tie that bound her wrists had slipped, but she was far too exhausted to fight. Her arms hung limply at her sides, her resistance reduced to feeble tapping.

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