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Anatomy Of A Boundary - Lucy Leadership Project | 🌟 Attention Women Leaders & Entrepreneurs! 🌟<br /> <br /> ⏰ The time has come to take your success to new heights by making YOU a priority. Are you actively fostering healthy boundaries in both your personal and professional life?<br /> <br /> ✅ Let's liberate ourselves from societal expectations that dictate constant accessibility. Too often, we've been conditioned to prioritize others at the expense of our own well-being. But now is the moment to reclaim our space.<br /> <br /> ❓ Reflect on how you feel emotionally and physically when it's necessary to set boundaries. Can you summon the courage to prioritize your own needs over comfort and conformity?<br /> <br /> ✅ Establishing boundaries isn't a mere luxury – it's an essential component for your overall well-being and success.<br /> <br /> ❓ When was the last time you invested in yourself, or advocated for investment from your district, business or organization? It's time we curate our own development. <br /> <br /> Join us for "Anatomy of a Boundary" – an empowering 3-Part Workshop crafted exclusively for you. Gain invaluable insights, practical strategies, and empowering affirmations to confidently establish and maintain boundaries in both your personal and professional spheres.<br /> <br /> "Boundaries are the distance at which I can love YOU and ME simultaneously." – Prentis Hemphill<br /> <br /> "Boundaries are about teaching people how they can have access to you. It's not about building walls. It's about building doors." – Portia<br /> <br /> ⏰ The time is now to invest in yourself and your well-being. Don't let this opportunity pass you by – register today and embark on a transformative journey towards self-empowerment like never before!<br /> <br /> REGISTER TODAY: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fcheckout.square.site%2Fmerchant%2FMLW8VXDNYZG27%2Fcheckout%2FNS7GS4NYZMLSKAJ6Y625MF45&h=AT27-21kvyZunYAPbKFJ66wmO0_lzA4SViRJccnFabqdkMhawmFveCeZfg_Y-Yq71yViTu0NeCJZiRUS1pqfDikTc5ugPxoormX8X-O-JdO-KiJi2scHsXhHxbhPNU8ecUSbwUuesxmidcDw5tkPME4IT6g" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://checkout.square.site/merchant/MLW8VXDNYZG27/checkout/NS7GS4NYZMLSKAJ6Y625MF45</a><br /> <br /> #education #womenentrepreneurs #WomenLeaders #boundaries #wellbeing | BOOK_TRAVEL | https://checkout.square.site/merchant/MLW8VXDNYZG2 | 101999045959643 | Lucy Leadership Project | https://facebook.com/lucyleadershipproject | 206 | 1 | 1,744,876,839,359,376 | 2024-02-29 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | Book now | 0 | Lucy Leadership Project | 120206604898780522 | checkout.square.site | NONE | image | Anatomy Of A Boundary is three session courage building workshop for women leaders at all levels. Participants should plan to attend all three sessions. All sessions will be virtual via Zoom. Participants will receive Zoom links with calendar invites after registration and payment. | https://checkout.square.site/merchant/MLW8VXDNYZG27/checkout/NS7GS4NYZMLSKAJ6Y625MF45 | 2024-02-22 13:35 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/392890272_1159934155377216_3578543499565702352_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1JhsWdFzTNkAX-EvI01&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCKALrQv0MA4zUOqmcFzkyf4eVIRC4jq-EWytlOPRc44Q&oe=65E71694 | person_profile | 0 | Lucy Leadership Project | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/428611180_1434113750867574_5895459372068533705_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=P7fT1XhfY1oAX-rirli&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCCq8cqg96oBDLbU9uPYiaVb1xWioLwwi9VLlJ3C4iJeQ&oe=65E6A72D | 0 | 3 | Lucy Leadership Project | 0 | 0 | 2024-02-22 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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💖😍one click to continue FREE reading👉 | "Oh yeah...a...again?" She wanted to say 'no' but the goosebumps on her skin sold out all her feelings as his hands waving gently down... "But, are you..." She paused as she saw his charming blue eyes. "Am I impotent, huh? That's what people outside said, now I am your husband, can you trust me?" He made another push. "May I?" He stopped and looked into her eyes. She couldn't say a word but to breathe hardly with his next strong moves. Again and again... She couldn't think all these things, at least right now. Why her imponent husband was so hot? Should she tell him she is not the woman he wanted to marry? What will happen when he found out it? ------------------------------------------------ Hitched to a cripple with male function disorder, I was sold out by my family. Rumor had it that I couldn't make it tonight... Today was Stacey Morris' wedding night. Her loaded husband, Lucas Anderson, openly offered 100 million dollars to find himself a bride. The men of the Anderson family were said to have a tradition of killing their wives just like the Bluebeard, but it just couldn't stop women coming at them. And Stacey was the 'lucky' one. However, she was restless while waiting for the so-called strange murderous lunatic to come and sleep with her. In fact, she would probably die more miserably if "Bluebeard" knew she was just a substitute for the woman he wanted to marry. Lying on the bed and listening to the ticking clock, Stacey held her breath nervously. "Creak..." It was the sound of wheels rolling on the floor. Here he was! Stacey shivered in fear. The door squeaked open. The wheelchair was getting closer and the creepy sound made the silent dark room scarier. Stacey's heart skipped a beat. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists, making her knuckles turned white. It was said that Lucas got his legs injured and his male function was influenced. But this impotent man offered 100 million dollars to get a woman, he would definitely do something to her. Thus Stacey couldn't imagine what torture awaited her. The man's cold and deep voice sounded in the darkness and Stacey couldn't feel any emotions from it. "Have you taken a bath?" Stacey stammered nervously, "Y-yes, I have." All of a sudden, the man lifted her quilt, slipped his cold hand into her silk night dress, and reached her soft skin. He began! Stacey couldn't help but trembling. However, his hand seemed to be gentler than she imagined, which stopped on her shin and didn't move up, then she heard the man's cold voice again. "May I?" Stacey plucked up the courage and answered through gritted teeth, "Yes." However, the goosebumps on her skin betrayed her feelings. The man's voice became even colder. "I don't like a blind bedmate." Stacey clenched the quilt. The man seemed to be unsatisfied with her. She didn't want to offend him, so she hurriedly opened her eyes. At this long minute, nothing could draw her attention except for the charming man before her eyes. He was about 28 or 29 years old. His handsome face, healthy skin, and well-built muscles made him a masterpiece of perfectness. Trapped in a wheelchair, he was disabled but looked dignified like a king. Wearing the alluring black nightgown, the V-neck revealed his firm chest muscles, which jumped slightly under the light as he breathed. He was definitely the most charming man Stacey had ever seen. She didn't even spare her attention to the color of his hair and eyes. Only his face made her lost in his charm. Feeling her burning gaze, the man turned his head and saw Stacey's stunned look. He chuckled and finally moved his hand up. Stacey gasped. She could feel his hand deftly reached southward and then crept up. His rough fingers made her hair stand on its end, making her shiver and suffer hard. Driven by her blank mind, she closed her legs to clamp his hand, but his other hand stopped her. The war between her legs and the man's hands made her night dress even messier. Stacey's eyes went blurry, and she felt the air in her chest thin. She thought she was going to be devoured by some scary monster. The sore gastric juice would burn her skin. Suddenly she felt a chill when the man lifted her dress. The naughty fingers paused. And finally she could take a breath, gasping like a drowning cat finally regained the air. Her chest went up and down, hurting like her heart could burst at any minute. She gasped for air until the man reached for her cherries. Her brain broke down, but she could still hear her sharp scream, like a kitty got its tail stamped. She looked at the man, only to find that he was locking eyes with her. She could see her face reflected in his eyes. Oh, she looked like a siren in heat! The man opened his mouth, like a gentleman having a meal gracefully. Stacey could only see his white teeth and the tip of his tongue. He leaned in and then slowly kissed the tip of her...! The strange feeling made her too excited to scream. All her senses broke down except for the feeling of being stung by the man's teeth. Did he bite her? But it didn't hurt. His tongue licked around the teeth mark which made her shiver but not in pain. It was itchy-- her head, her body, and even her insides screamed for more. The man's hands began to move again. She could feel a finger forcibly knocking on her lady door. "Noooo!" In a panic, Stacey slapped away his hand. This move left both Stacey and the man stunned. And the ambiguous air immediately faded away. The man withdrew his hand and stared coldly at her, who finally paid attention to the color of his eyes and hair. His eyes were crystal blue matched with his honey-colored hair. He seemed to be a bit disappointed, though his voice was still emotionless. "Looks like you are not ready to become my wife, Ms. Morris." "Sorry!" Stacey immediately apologized and shivered again. But it was not for fear this time. She was just shocked that the rumored Bluebeard was actually a hot guy, and meanwhile, she felt guilty. Stacey explained, "I don't know much about this, so... Please give me some time." She didn't know how? Lucas looked at the girl with red hair and a round face and asked, "Are you even an adult?" "Of course, yes! I graduated from university!" Lucas checked her from head to toes, obviously doubting her words. He tapped on the armrest of his wheelchair. Soon the butler, Owen Burton, came in and bowed to him. "Sir." Lucas said lightly, "Take Ms. Morris to her room." Stacey froze. Her room? Wasn't this place her room? "Yes, sir." Owen nodded, turned around to look at Stacey, and said, "Ms. Morris, please come with me." Biting her lip, Stacey had a lot of questions to ask but she didn't. She got out of bed obediently and followed Owen out with great guilt. Things were not like what she imagined at all. "Bluebeard" was a gentleman. He started the teasing with her consent and stopped immediately when she said no. He was nothing like a sick pervert. However, the gentler Lucas was, the guiltier Stacey felt. He was angry, right? How could he not be? He must feel very depressed since a perfect man like him was supposed to good at this, not impotent. And it must be an insult to him by using his fingers to... At first she gave him her consent but then went back on her words, which must be a physical and mental torture to him. As she was approaching the door, Stacey suddenly stopped. She turned around and looked at the man's back seriously. "Can you give me another chance? I can do this. Trust me. I will be a good wife." Lucas opened his eyes and spanned the wheelchair around to meet her eyes. To be honest, he hadn't seen such eyes in a long time. They were so pure that made people want to destroy them. ***** At seven o'clock the next morning, Stacey was woken up by a maid. The butler told her that the Andersons had an old tradition--the newlywed wife would be introduced officially to important family members the day after the wedding as they were closely connected. Stacey didn't clearly understand it, but she swore not to let Lucas down. Guided by the stylists and makeup artists, Stacey was all dressed up and soon led to the hall by the butler. How could there be so many people!? As she made her entrance, everyone fixed their eyes on her. Following the stares were questions, both kind or vicious. "It's said that you two slept in different rooms last night. Is Lucas really impotent like they said?" "Stop the rumors. My husband was like a Superman last night." Stacey drew herself up. Nobody knew the truth anyway. Facing people's doubtful eyes, she raised her voice. "He lasted for at least an hour and a half. And he even spent an hour for the teasing part. I was all exhausted after the first round. He was afraid that he might not be able to control himself and hurt me, so he asked Owen to send me to another room." Stacey looked around with cold eyes. "If I catch anyone bad mouthing my husband like that again, I will sue him." A loud laughter sounded in the broad hall. "Haha! Lucas has found himself a good wife." Stacey turned around and saw a dignified old man walking out from the corridor. Everyone in the hall stood and greeted him. "Father." Stacey had seen this face on TV. He was Alex Anderson, the founder of Wideworld Group. It was said that he married four women but they were all dead, and every one of them left him a child. And Lucas was his youngest son. Alex's wives died for unknown reasons. That was why the media called him "Bluebeard." So when Lucas offered 100 million dollars to find a wife, it was considered as "the tradition of the Bluebeards" by some mean reporters. Alex walked straight up to Stacey, looking at her with narrowed eyes and a gentle smile. "You must be Stacey Morris, Lucas' wife, right?" Stacey was definitely nervous upon seeing the big shot that only existed on TV. She managed to put on a graceful smile. "What a pleasure to meet you in person, Stacey is fine." As she finished her words, she heard the rolling sounds of the wheelchair. She turned around and saw Lucas. He had changed the hot nightgown into a suit which matched the color of her dress. Stacey bored into Lucas' blue eyes and subconsciously smiled at him, but Lucas' gaze jerked away. Alex said, "Alright, have a seat. Stacey, come." Everyone resumed to their seats. They looked quite like gentlemen and noble ladies in the upper class when they kept their mouths shut. Lucas rolled his wheelchair to Alex's left while Stacey stood on the right. Alex continued, "You have known Stacey. Now it's your turn to introduce yourselves." Alex pointed at the man who laughed at Lucas just now. "Let's start with you." Everything went smoothly and ended at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Stacey learned that Lucas usually lived in his private villa. He just came back to the manor for the wedding night. After dinner, Lucas brought Stacey out and the black limo took them out of town. Two hours later, they arrived at a beautiful villa with a rose garden. That night, Stacey lay on the bed cozily in a loose night dress and was reading the notes Owen gave her. They were about Lucas' rules and the new home. Note No.1: Mr. Anderson is a neat freak. Nobody is allowed to touch his things without his permission. A neat freak? Stacey thought of his cold but flexible fingers on their wedding night, making her hot and itchy again. Well, he might be a one-sided neat freak. He could touch others, but no one could touch him. Note No. 2: Nobody is allowed to enter Mr. Anderson's bedroom or study without his permission. Tonight they would still sleep in separate rooms. She guessed that Lucas didn't wanna sleep with her because he was impotent. Oh, there must be a lot of business secrets in his study. Note No. 3: Nobody is allowed to enter or leave the villa after 9 pm. The power will be cut off at 11 pm. After that, nobody can get out of the bedroom no matter what noise he hears. This one was quite weird. "Clang!" The sudden sound turned the lights off. Stacey was scared. The wind outside the window was blowing, making the curtain swing. The broad but empty bedroom immediately became cold and frightening. Stacey looked at her phone. It was indeed 11 o'clock in the evening and the power was cut off. "Creak, creak!" She then heard the strange ringing outside her room and a woman's sharp and desperate cry. "You're a devil! Let go of me! Devil!" The sharp screams cut through the walls. As the bell rang, the wind blew more heavily as if a ghost was coming this way. Stacey got a chill down her spine and immediately remembered "the tradition of Bluebeards." She recalled Alex's four wives who died for unknown reasons. And Lucas was said to be bad-tempered after his legs were injured. Did he have any other girlfriends before he started looking for a wife openly? Like Bluebeard in the story, Lucas might have imprisoned some women and tortured them with all kinds of evil means to satisfy his weird needs. Stacey walked to the window. Gosh, what did she see? In the darkness, a woman with messy hair was running crazily in the garden and chased by a lot of servants. The woman suddenly raised her head to look at the window and grinned. Her face was so pale that Stacey couldn't see her features clearly. Stacey could only tell there was blood on her face! "Ahhh!" Stacey screamed and staggered to the door. The corridor was dark, but she remembered that Lucas' room was just next to hers. She pounded on his door in a panic. "Mr. Anderson, we have a ghost in the villa!" However, nobody answered her, which made her even more panicked. She ran into the corridor while yelling, "Is anyone there? Help!!" Nobody responded to her. Only her screams were echoing in the empty villa. "Bang!" Suddenly, she bumped into someone whose face was under the dim light. Stacey screamed then she heard a familiar voice. "Ma'am, it's me. What happened?" It was Owen. He was holding a flashlight in his right hand, shooting light on Stacey's face. Stacey grabbed Owen's arm in a panic and stammered, "O-Owen, a ghost. I saw..." Then she fainted and fell to the ground. Owen shook Stacey who was in a coma in the ground. But she didn't move at all. He turned around and said to the person in the corner, "Mr. Anderson, she fainted." The sounds of rolling wheels appeared, and Lucas was pushed out of the darkness. The dim light made his face pale like a vampire lord living in an ancient castle. Lucas glanced at Stacey and then at Owen who quickly understood. He took out a small bottle and explained, "She's fine. Just took in some tranquilizer spray I prepared for Mrs. Anderson." Obviously, the Mrs. Anderson Owen talked about was not Stacey. Lucas moved his gaze away and looked in the darkness. Two women walked out. The one in the front was the mad woman Stacey saw through the window. She had messy hair, a dirty face, and a thick towel in her mouth. At this moment, she was struggling violently. Behind her was a maid, who nervously bowed and apologized, "Sorry, sir. She ran away." Lucas ignored the maid and turned to Owen. "When will Dr. George come back?" "He needs at least five days." Owen answered. Lucas continued, "Can you hypnotize Stacey and make her forget what happened tonight?" "I'll try my best." Owen answered after hesitating for a while. Lucas rolled the wheelchair to Stacey's side and looked at her. "You must make it. We can't make the same mistake." "I don't wanna kill my wife again." ***** In the dream, Stacey walked alone in the long, dark, and seemingly endless corridor. All of a sudden, a cold hand grabbed her feet! She lowered her head, only to find a woman in a white dress lying on the floor, her entire body covered in blood. The woman, looking scary and sinister, stared at Stacey with eyes dripping with blood, yelling, "Help me! Help me..." Stacey screamed in fear. The next moment, she woke up from the dream and popped up. No blood-covered woman was grabbing her feet, and she was sitting on the soft bed, which was lit up by the bright sunlight. She looked around and saw the beautiful rose garden through the window. Her phone buzzed, and Stacey got a message from her mother. Sally: Has Bluebeard found you are a substitute? Her heart sank. The worries in the real world were like ticking bombs that could explode at any time, while her dream was like a bubble that would disappear in no time, leaving no traces behind. She went downstairs to the dining room at about ten. To her surprise, Lucas was still having breakfast in a very graceful manner. He was perfectly handsome, as always. His hair was brushed up to reveal his forehead, and he wore a white silk shirt with exquisite handmade patterns on the sleeves and neckline. This man was noble and elegant, like a king. Stacey greeted him a bit nervously, "Good morning, Mr. Anderson." The man glanced at her, nodded, and concentrated on the breakfast again. Plucking up, Stacey asked very carefully, "Mr. Anderson, may I ask a question? How will you punish a person who has deceived you?" She added nervously, "Not deceive, per se, but just a tiny lie that means nothing to you." Lucas answered calmly after Stacey stammered out her question, "A lie is a lie. Big or small, it makes no difference to me." He paused, then said, "The roses in the garden are quite beautiful, aren't they?" Lucas put his left hand on the right, looking at Stacey with his blue glass-like eyes. "That's because I buried liars in the garden with my roses." Stacey was so terrified that she could not even recall what she said next. All she could remember was herself almost sprinting out of the dining room, then finding the first car that she came across and asking the driver to send her back to her parents' house. The limo stopped at the gate of the Morris villa, and Stacey got out of the car after thanking the driver. Before she opened the door of the house, she heard the voice of her younger sister, Fiona Morris. "Mom, I don't wanna hide anymore. Please, let me go out. Dad has paid off the debt. That mud girl, Stacey, has replaced me to marry Bluebeard. There's no way she has the guts to tell Bluebeard the truth so she won't expose me. Oh, I got an idea. How about we ask her for some money? She'll die soon anyway, so let's ask her for money while she's alive. She won't dare to refuse!" Stacey froze and her blood ran cold. She spent four years at a college away from home. A week ago, her mother, Sally Morris, suddenly called and told her that Robert Morris, her father, was hospitalized, and Fiona was missing. Stacey hurried home, only to find that Robert was in the hospital because he owed the loan sharks 800 million dollars due to gambling, and the loan shark's thugs beat him up. To gather money, Fiona registered to be a candidate for Bluebeard's wife but disappeared after she was chosen. The thugs beat up Stacey's parents and threatened to make her work as a street girl to pay off the debt. Having no choice, Stacey was forced to marry Lucas as a substitute for Fiona. Now, hearing Fiona's words, it dawned on Stacy that everything was a conspiracy. Just as she lied to Lucas, her parents and sister ganged up to deceive her. Driven by rage, Stacey wanted to rush inside and beat Fiona up. When she was looking around for a tool to beat her sister up, she saw a black Rolls-Royce passing by on the road. It stopped slowly, just tens of feet away. It was Lucas' car! Stacey remembered it. He actually followed her here to catch her back. She must stop Lucas from going to her home. If he knew she had lied to him, he would bury her in the rose garden. Immediately, she made a quick choice. She turned around, left her home, and wandered randomly on the street. She peeped at the car out of the corner of her eyes, and as she expected, it was still following her. Along the way, many people passed by her, including a young couple in love, elders going for a run, and a family gathering to have lunch together. Only Stacey was alone, feeling like a stranger in this place. After a while, she went into a store to buy a few cans of beer and then sat on a bench in the park. The cold wind blew up her hair. On the grassland, a couple was teaching their kid to play soccer, enjoying a harmonious and cheerful time in the company of their loved ones. Stacey opened a bottle of beer and took a sip. Suddenly, the boy missed the kick and fell to the ground. His parents burst into laughter, and so did Stacey. However, as she laughed, tears began to roll down her cheeks without her knowing. At this moment, Stacey could not help but recall that when she was young, Robert and Sally often took Fiona to the park, yet they never took her. As it turned out, she had never been loved. Drinking up the beer, Stacey felt a little dizzy. She tried to stand up when her phone rang in her pocket. It was an unfamiliar number. She answered. "Hello?" "Where are you?" It was Lucas' deep and unique voice. "Mr. Anderson." The beer made Stacey braver. Thinking of his theory about lies, she tried to ask, "I... I'm having lunch at my parents' place." There was a long minute of silence on the phone. Stacey had a bad habit of not being able to speak fluently whenever she was guilty or nervous. So now she stammered again, "M-Mr. Anderson, what's the matter?" There was a short silence again. Then the man sighed. "You lied." Stacey shivered but found it oddly thrilling as if she was challenging the grim reaper. Thus, she asked bravely, "So what? Mr. Anderson, are you gonna bury me with your roses?" Lucas didn't answer her but hung up the phone. With the courage given to her by alcohol, Stacey was fearless. As she was going to call Lucas back to get the answer, a boy came over with a rose and said to her, "Miss, a gentleman asked me to send this to you." Stunned, Stacey took the rose and said thanks. The boy ran away quickly. The next moment, a little girl came over also with a rose. Handing it to Stacey, she said, "Miss, this rose suits you perfectly." Stacey took the rose in surprise. "Thanks." Then, a young couple handed their rose to her. "Be happy, lucky girl." "Erm..." Confused, Stacey took the rose in a daze. "Thanks." "Miss..." "Miss..." Four, five, six... dozens more! Stacey received so many roses that she could barely hold onto them, but still, more and more people came to her with roses in their hands. Stacey looked around, noticing that all those people came from the same direction. She realized something, rushed out of the crowd, and ran in that direction. The whisper and laughter of the onlookers sounded. "Oh, my Goddess! See that gentleman in the wheelchair? He's so handsome and so romantic too! He bought all the roses from the nearby flower stores to make his wife happy. Who is that lucky woman? How I wish I could be her!" As Stacey picked up her pace, the sea of onlookers before her parted ways, allowing her to barrel through unobstructed. Next, the man in the wheelchair entered her sight like a burst of sunshine on a cloudy day. Stunned, she suddenly paused. She called his name, choking with sobs, "Mr. Anderson." Lucas looked at her silently with a calm face. Suddenly feeling a strong sense of guilt, Stacey bowed. "Sorry, I lied to you." "I know." Lucas folded his hand gracefully. "So, I will bury you with my roses." His word was like an order to the surrounding people. They laughed and threw the roses in their hands at Stacey. In the rose rain, Stacey's tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at Lucas reverently like a believer who had finally witnessed an act of God after a long, hard trip. She suddenly understood why the women in the story would fall in love with the scary Bluebeard. It seemed that she wouldn't care even if he killed her at this moment, of course, just at this moment. This strange and horrible thought only flashed through Stacey's mind for a split second, yet it took her three days to stop thinking about it. Terrified by her own thoughts, she felt like an ignorant girl who had been brainwashed. Just because she lacked love from her parents, that did not mean she should be falling in love with a serial killer! She shouldn't be that desperate for love! In these three days, Stacey racked her brain to come up with all sorts of methods to avoid Lucas. Although Lucas looked like anything but a serial killer, and she was willing to be his wife till the day she died, falling in love with him was the last thing she wanted! At least, not for now. ***** In a bar named The West, the deafening music with emphasized baseline mixed with the laughter of the people as they indulged themselves with all kinds of drinks. Rationality and dignity seemed to be abandoned the moment people entered its doors. Stacey carefully maneuvered her way through the crowd. She came here to meet her best friend, Elise White, who grew up together with her. She had experienced too many things these days, and she needed a listener to vent her emotions. Otherwise, she was almost certain she was going to lose it. Elise loved two things more than money. One was dancing, and the other was drinking, and she often spent the night with different men. Hence, their rendezvous was at the bar. Stacey looked room by room for Elise and finally found her surrounded by a group of men in a room filled with smoke. It was too noisy in the bar, and there were too many men surrounding Elise. Thus, after sitting down, Stacey barely talked to Elise at all and was focused on drinking. As time passed, Stacey lost count of how many glasses she had drank. Her vision had blurred, and alcohol had numbed her taste and dried her throat. In the end, she couldn't even form a complete sentence. At some point, Elise and those men had disappeared. Only a man who called himself Mr. Curry stayed with Stacey. "Mr. Curry... W-Why didn't you leave with Elise?" Stacey put down the glass, looking at the man with dazed eyes. Looking at Stacey's alluring lips and the looming skin under her collarbone, Mr. Curry swallowed hard. Recalling that man's orders, desire filled his eyes, and his movements became even more unbridled. The next moment, he moved closer to Stacey and put his arm around her shoulders. "Well, who's gonna accompany you if I leave? You seem so down, so how about we do something fun?" As he spoke, his hand on Stacey's shoulder slowly moved down to her chest. The sensation southward startled Stacey, and she instantly sobered up a little. Sensing the danger, her face paled, and she hastily jumped out of the couch. "Stop there!" Terrified and enraged, her hands trembled. "Stay away from me! Help!" "Help? Let me help you." True to his words, Mr. Curry screamed, "Help! Someone's forcing on her! Help!" He paused, then said, "Is that what you want? I suggest you give up. Even if you scream your throat dry, nobody will hear it, and nobody will save you." Indeed, it was quiet outside the room. Stacey's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she realized that she had been set up. Who set her up? Was Elise in on it? However, Stacey had no time to dwell on the answers right now. Mr. Curry walked closer to her, forcing her to lean against the wall. When she was about to be caught, she found the door of the bathroom. The next moment, she hurriedly pushed open the door, rushed in, and closed it as quickly as she could. Mr. Curry yelled outside, pounding on the door like a madman. Stacey's entire body trembled violently with fear, and she only calmed down after a long while. The door would be smashed soon, and she must call for help, pronto. Fortunately, she still had her phone with her. With shivering hands, she took the phone from her pocket in a panic and called the first person who came to mind—Lucas. For some reason, he was the first person she thought of calling when she was in danger. She didn't even call the police. Did she really trust him that much? However, before Lucas answered the call, the door was open. Mr. Curry grabbed Stacey's wrist, throwing her to the sofa. "Aha, little girl, nowhere to run now, huh? Although Someone paid me to do this, I'm going to do it my way... Here I come... It's gonna hurt a little..." "No! Don't! Let me go!" Mr. Curry pinched on Stacey's tender skin with no mercy, and it hurt so much that she almost fainted. With the sound of fabric being torn, Stacey's dress in pieces. She broke down, wept, and cried the first name that appeared in her mind. "Help! Lucas! Save me!" Mr. Curry paused. Apparently, this name had induced fear in his heart. Stacey didn't miss such a good opportunity and kicked Mr. Curry's crutch with her knee. Being kicked in the most vulnerable part of a man's body, Mr. Curry screamed. Seizing this chance, Stacey pushed him away and ran out of the room at full speed. However, the excessive alcohol she had consumed earlier made her footsteps slow and rigid. It was as if the corridor of the bar was so long, almost endless, like the haunted corridor in her dream. Maybe it was because she was too drunk and ran too slow, or perhaps the floor was too slippery. When she finally reached the elevator, Mr. Curry caught her and pressed her on the floor. "You think you can run, girl? I'll show you what you get for running!" Irritated, Mr. Curry gave Stacey a hard slap. Her ears starting buzzing and tears welled up in her eyes. Mr. Curry was going to give her the second slap when the door of the elevator opened. The dark corridor was suddenly lit up. In the light, Stacey saw the familiar wheelchair, and she raised her head in disbelief. Maybe the slap had given her a concussion; in her blurred vision, she saw Lucas stand up from the wheelchair. The next moment, she smelled a familiar scent and lost consciousness. When Mr. Curry recognized Lucas, he got up hastily and stepped back like a terrified rat, breaking out in a cold sweat. Lucas stood up and handed the sedative back to Owen. Then, he picked up the blanket he usually used to cover his legs to wrap around Stacey's body, carried her in his arms, and went back to sit in the wheelchair. Throughout the process, he maintained a calm expression. His appearance was impeccable from top to bottom, and his actions were gentle and elegant. Despite having a person lying on his legs, his clothes were not wrinkled. He was sitting while Mr. Curry was standing. Yet, his presence seemed immensely taller, like a king looking down at Mr. Curry from above. Even without speaking, his gaze was like a bolt of lightning, striking down on Mr. Curry and making him terrified. He glanced at Mr. Curry. His eyes were filled with coldness, disdain, and indifference. It was as if he was looking at a sewer rat, barely worth his time. "Mr. Anderson! I'm sorry!" Facing Lucas' glance, Mr. Curry knelt on the ground. Everyone in this city knew how ruthless and vengeful Lucas was. No one had ever gotten away after offending him. Mr. Curry continued, "Your elder brother ordered me to do this. He paid and asked me to take down this woman, but he has never told me she's yours. I wouldn't have dared to do this if I had known!" He crawled over to grab Lucas' leg but was stopped by Owen who caught his right arm, bent it backward, and broke it with ease. "Ah!" Mr. Curry's scream echoed in the corridor. Likely startled by Mr. Curry's scream, Stacey suddenly started shaking her head and struggling crazily even though she had yet to regain consciousness. Lucas frowned and gently touched her hair to comfort her. When she calmed down, he covered her ears with his hands and turned her head to his arms. "He's too noisy. Shut him up forever." This was the first sentence he had said today. Stacey didn't know what happened next after she fainted. She had just found herself in a safe and warm bed when she woke up, and someone was right next to her. It was a man! She subconsciously shivered in fear. Mr. Curry almost took her down, and that experience left a mental scar on her, causing her to fear all men. However, she immediately realized who the man was. It was Lucas, the man who saved her at the critical moment like a superhero. Men indeed terrified her, but Lucas made her feel safe. Subconsciously, Stacey moved close to Lucas, wanting to feel a sense of security in his warmth. But the next moment, he attacked her with an aggressive kiss. Clearly, Lucas wasn't awake. He kept his eyes closed, hugged her by instinct, and continued the passionate kiss. It seemed that he wasn't only driven by desire but also venting a kind of complicated feeling. Stacey was forced to finish the kiss. She put her hands against his chest, trying to keep a safe distance from the man who approached her like an animal. But soon, she learned that her resistance was futile. Even though Lucas was in a wheelchair, he still possessed more physical strength than Stacey. It was like a piece of cake for him to grab Stacey's hands with only one hand while teasing her sensitive nerves on her chest with the other. In his sleep, he was a completely different person from his usual gentle and aloof self. Stacey gradually had difficulty in breathing. Perhaps on purpose, Lucas touched every sensitive point on her body with his big palm and swift fingers, making her lost in the joy of desire. She no longer resisted but began screaming in enjoyment. Her screams seemed to have woken Lucas up. When he paused for a moment, Stacey hurriedly ran away, but he quickly caught her again. He looked impatient as he pulled her back and pressed her on the bed. He hugged her, kissed her, rubbed his face against hers, and tasted it like a big dog getting a new toy, curious but not knowing how to play with it. He soon took off her clothes. She was not skinny but quite petite, so she usually wore clothes of the smallest size. But under her clothes, she was curvy in all the right places. As Lucas' fingers caressed her skin, it was smooth and soft, as if she had no bones at all. Stacey closed her eyes, so she had no idea that Lucas suddenly opened his eyes. Obviously, he learned a lot after being refused by her last time, so his hand was gentle and moved very slowly as if he was touching a priceless painting. He held his breath, afraid of startling her. His fingers made Stacey itchy, and she chuckled. But the next moment, her laughter came to an abrupt stop when he shut her up with a kiss. Thus, she could only mumble like a baby learning to speak. To Lucas, this was extremely adorable, and it fueled his desire further. He carefully teased her. Her body was so soft and flexible, and he could almost bend her into any position he wanted. Her long red hair was in a mess, entangled between their bodies, sometimes pulled by Lucas or herself. It hurt, so she made little noises, and the sound was passed to his teeth through the kiss. The quietness in the room made the sound of their kiss more obvious. Several times, Stacey almost felt suffocated, and she struggled harder, even scratching Lucas. Although he was not hurt by it, he showed mercy to let her catch her breath. He propped himself up on one elbow to look at her. She lay on the pillow with her long hair spread, and her lips were swollen due to the long kiss. She gasped, revealing her small tongue in her mouth. Tempted once again, Lucas leaned in and kissed her. His tongue intruded into her mouth in an instant. Stacey was still out of breath. She made a sound with her nose, but Lucas didn't know if it was an act of refusal or approval. This sound seemed to have turned Lucas on. His breathing became heavy, and his invasion became fiercer. Suddenly, Stacey shrank from the pain, and he took the opportunity to enter her. At this moment, their lower bodies were finally intertwined together. All of this happened out of the blue, but the chemistry between the two was surprising. Lucas was harder than a rock, and Stacey was soaked in water. His member rubbed against Stacey's last piece of cloth, and as he stroke his rhythmically, the tip of his member poked through the edge of her little cloth. Suddenly, Stacey panicked, realizing he might be able to enter her with her cloth still on. Thus, she struggled a little, though she knew it was definitely in vain. Lucas climbed top of her. Their burning skin rubbed and almost stuck together. Whenever Stacey moved, he would follow. Every time they touched each other, there seemed to be little sparkles. Stacey almost wanted to cry. She swore that the next time anyone told her that missionary was the easiest position, she was going to murder them. Amid their passion, whenever Lucas propped his body up, she would turn her head to admire the tense muscles on his arm. With several drops of sweat and sometimes a few strands of her hair, it looked hot as hell. However, she was not spared much time to observe it because Lucas thought there shouldn't be even the smallest gap between them and would lean into her again. The only problem was, while enjoying the sight of his amazing muscles, Stacey also had to bear with his not-so-amazing weight. "Heavy..." Stacey cried, "It's too heavy." Her voice was too weak, and it took Lucas a few seconds to understand what she meant. He chuckled and turned her around. Barely with any clothes on, Stacey now lay her face down on the bed, turning her back to Lucas. Lucas reached for her bottom. Seemingly satisfied with the feeling, he rubbed it, then slightly shook her legs. Thrilled by his touch, Stacey subconsciously opened her legs as she felt his member. The squeeze caused her smooth skin to clasp onto the tip of it, and the stimulation led him gasp in satisfaction. Lucas was surprisingly patient, and Stacey had initially thought the teasing would last at least an hour. However, as she sensed the throbbing between her legs, she was relieved to find that was clearly not the case. She closed her eyes to relish in the moment of feeling the flow of billions of lives, but suddenly, Lucas removed her last piece of cloth and entered. "Ah!" Stacey screamed. At the same time, they heard the phone ring. They were both startled by the ring, especially Lucas, who shivered and cursed. It was Stacey's phone. Feeling guilty, she grabbed it and checked it. It was a message from Fiona: Give me ten million dollars, or I'll spread these photos. The attachments were dozens of private photos of Stacey sleeping with different men! ***** Stacey was flabbergasted. She had no memories of ever taking any private photos with other men! However, when she zoomed in and gave the photo a closer look, she could not deny that it was indeed hers. Even the clothes she wore yesterday matched. And those three exact freckles on her thigh! Her astonishment finally grabbed Lucas' attention. He yanked her phone, took a quick look, pulled himself out of her, and tossed the phone on the floor. Quiet as the phone landed on the thick rug, Lucas still gave her a shudder with his slightly violent act. Lucas shut his eyes. Twirls of deep breath sent his charming chest up and down, making him look like a furious lion. Meanwhile, Stacey was like a shivering fawn about to fall prey. However, even the weakest fawn had its fair right to fight back. Stacey exclaimed, "That's not me in the photos! Deciding to marry you means I'll never betray you! I'll never admit something I've never done!" As he quickly dressed himself, Lucas moved back to the wheelchair nimbly. Stacey tried to help but was shunned. He then proceeded to storm out of the room without saying another word. However mad Stacey was, all she could do was to pick up her phone. This was when she saw the blackmail from Fiona: Nah. Ten mil isn't anywhere near enough. I want fifty now. Let's think about how these pictures get to be on the cover of all kinds of media. The wife of Lucas, lady of a hundred-million-dollar dowry, exposed as the heroine of a gang bang shot... What a title. Anyway. Fifty mil or a breaking news. Your choice. Those vulgar words were too heavy for Stacey to bear. She could hardly imagine that such blackmail came from her very own sister, whom she grew up with. No matter how hard she tried to calm herself down, she failed, and unprecedented fury rose in her heart as she replied: That's you in the photo, right? Fiona was not shy about confession, either: You're absolutely right. So what? Dear sister mine, do you dare to tell your man that you've got a sister who looks almost identical to you? Mind if he does his homework and figures out that you were the faker while I was the one he chose? Fiona's words hit too close to home. The more Stacey cared about Lucas, the more she worried about how Lucas would react to the truth. This triggered a fear that haunted her more than Mr. Curry and his atrocity. The private photos were even beyond Lucas' self-esteem to be worthy of a second look. H If he found out that Stacey had tricked him from the start, things would only become worse... Fiona went on with the bombardment of blackmail texts. Stacey, on the other hand, got the room to cool herself down. She gave it a second thought and replied: Fk off. She then put her clothes back on and let go of the buzzing phone. It wasn't her in the photo, anyway. All she cared about was if Lucas had misunderstood her. The world could say anything it liked. When she tried to talk everything out with Lucas, she was greeted with a locked door. "What the..." Stacey pulled on the door again out of disbelief, only to be greeted with the rattling of a chain outside the door. "Am I locked inside? Somebody help! I'm still in here!" It was only after a long while of hysterical calls for help that she heard a reply under Lucas' command. "You are grounded for the day." She could hardly believe her ears. Immediately, his image started to lose all the attraction. Never did she imagine that anyone would dare to imprison her! Stacey went on with her screams for help, and this time, there was only silence. She could only give up and get back to bed and stare at the ceiling. Time flew by. It soon went dark outside, but the noise started to grow. She walked to the window walls. Through her patio fence and the thick rose bush in the garden, she saw a group of reporters with cameras and microphones trying to take a peek inside. So, it seemed that the photos had already had their fair share of attention on the internet. How Stacey wished that she could rush out there and shout into every microphone at the gate, "It wasn't me in the pictures! You got the wrong person!" Little did she know that nobody would even listen to her. Neither she nor Fiona had any extra value to add to such a juicy scandal. All the eyes and money were on the keyword "Bluebeard's hundred-million-dollar dowry wife". Stacey had hardly enough time to laugh about it when her door flung wide open. It was Owen. "Madam," he hurriedly went through his courtesy and continued, "The reporters are gathering up out there. For your privacy, please follow me to a safer place." Before she could ask where that would be, Owen reached out for the light on the wall and bent it downward. 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