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

Aveline was stunned! What was going on with him? Was he not fully conscious?

She began to struggle violently, but the disparity in strength between them became evident. Her struggles only seemed to provoke him further. He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and pinned them above her head.

His scorching breath trailed down from her lips, sending a chill across her chest, quickly followed by heat and wetness.

Aveline's eyes widened. "Lucas, what are you doing?"

Wasn't he supposed to be sick? Yet, he seemed so full of energy. Or did he mistake her for another woman?

Sophia?

The thought pierced her heart, and she fiercely kneed him.

All of Lucas's movements stopped, his heavy body collapsing on top of her.

"Get up!" Aveline twisted uncomfortably beneath him.

In response, Lucas bit down angrily on her collarbone. "Aveline, do you want to live as a widow?"!

So, he knew who she was? But...

"Are you mistaken? We're about to get divorced. How could I be a widow?" Aveline's breathing was erratic.

"Get up!" she repeated.

Her kneeing him hadn't been forceful, just an attempt to snap him

out of it.

Lucas didn't move, still looming over her heavily.

"Why are you here?" After a long pause, his husky, low voice reached her ears. Aveline replied, "You should ask yourself why you called me instead of Mr. Blake." The silence grew heavier.

Feeling uncomfortable with her hands restrained, Aveline shifted." Let go of me."

"Let you go, so you can run away?" he suddenly said, leaving her bewildered.

"Lucas, are you awake or confused?" Aveline asked, puzzled. Wasn't he supposed to be divorcing her? Wasn't he supposed to be with Sophia? Why was he saying such ambiguous things? Did he even know what he was saying?

Lucas lifted his head, and Aveline saw it clearly this time. His eyes were still clouded, lacking any clarity. He wasn't fully conscious.

"What's wrong with you?" Aveline's brows knitted in concern.

"I feel terrible," he said suddenly, his voice deeper.

Then, he slowly leaned closer, as if testing the waters, and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Help me?" he murmured.

Aveline was startled, her heart racing.

As she was caught off guard, he kissed the corner of her mouth again. "Hmm?"

He kept kissing her, repeatedly asking, insisting on an answer.

Aveline should have refused. She should have steeled herself and walked away. But....

They weren't divorced yet.

Doing what married couples do wasn't against the law.

Aveline's long eyelashes trembled as he leaned in to kiss her again. She slightly turned her head, offering her tender lips to him.

Taking this as a response, this time Lucas didn't pull away. Instead, he deepened the kiss.

The air grew hotter, and the room's temperature rose.

Aveline closed her eyes, thinking this was probably the last time she would indulge with him. She decided to let herself go completely, at least for tonight, haAll content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

was hers.

The next day.

Aveline opened her eyes at dawn. Memories of the previous night flooded her mind, and she pressed her lips into a thin line.

Glancing at the still-sleeping Lucas, she quietly lifted the blanket and got out of bed, intending to leave.

But in the next second, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back.