Lucien's POV
It was finally Friday, my favorite day of the week and I eagerly looked forward to this one for a lot of reasons. Not that the reasons were valid enough but I've had such a hard time trying not to think about her. Whoever she was, I have no idea but it's been a whole chore trying to fight off thoughts of her.
Thinking back, the circumstances we saw each other were pretty compromising but fuck it, I need to see her again or I just might loose my goddamn mind and that's something I'm most definitely not known for.
Reminiscing about that moment has been so addictive it's driving me nuts. She walked right in when I was balls deep in whoever that lady was.
It low-key feels weird knowing that she saw me like that, especially since it was one of the rare times where I finally gave into my body's desires. Why didn't she show up in much better circumstances? But on the good side, it may be the reason why I can't get her out of my mind right now.
Thinking about her over and over again has left me constantly walking around with a boner and I just know nothing else would be able to quench it except her touch. The look on her face when I was plowing deep into that other woman was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced.
It made me harder for some reason and I ensured we maintained eye contact while I kept going in and out of her wetness. I never came so fast before but with the way her eyes lowered and watched my body it was the most intoxicating feeling ever and now I just can't seem to forget her.
She ran out before I got the chance to say anything or even get her name. My guess is that she works there because she was wearing an apron with the restaurant's name on it and so, I'm going to try and meet her again today but I have unfinished business at the Three Pigeons Inn so I have to head out immediately after I finish up here.
I've always known how to put business before pleasure but something tells me I won't be able to keep it up and for the first time in a very long time, the thought of that makes me feel warm. I was going to find her, it doesn't matter how long it's going to take and when I do find her, she's going to be in my bed. I checked the weather forecast and it's going to be raining soon, I should probably start rounding up here.
I've had so much work on my table recently that any moment I get the chance to relax or do something other than going through unending files, I don't hesitate to grab it.
The gym has always been my favorite place to be but these days it's been hard trying to keep up. I've been pursuing a very important project for my company. We have been trying to expand our borders to the North and the problem isn't finding investors, it's getting the right people to set up the place.
It's been going slower and slower than I expected it to, it's just been stressing me out and I hate it when something seems insurmountable but I'm going to find a way regardless and that's because my name is Lucien Crane, I've maintained a five year record of being the most successful billionaire and I've had and conquered deals and opportunities that everyone thought it would be impossible to conquer.
The door opens and my secretary walks in. As opposed to general expectations, my secretary Mrs Anderson is a 50 year old woman whom I could never bring myself to change or fire. She's been more than my secretary and is one person I know I can count on. She's worked with me since the inception of the Lucien Group of companies and it's been quite a good ride if I must admit. She's the only person who knows me to an extent, I see it in her eyes and the way she warms the place when she's around.
She has two kids and they're both grown up. From the looks of it, she must have gotten married pretty young, I remember the first time I visited her during the New Year, she invited me over and though I try as much as possible to keep a cold and strict demeanor, I just couldn't say no to her.
She's always felt like the mother I never had. Spending time with her and her family was one of the highlights of my New Year back then and though I really enjoyed myself, I can't bring myself to tell her that I look forward to her invitation every year and so I just pray and hope that she asks me again but since then she's never raised the question and I'd be damned to raise it up in a conversation because that's not what anyone would expect me to do knowing my cold nature so I just spend every New Year alone as usual.
"Good evening Lucien", and she's the only woman who calls me by my name too. "Good evening Mrs Anderson, do I have any more engagements for the evening?" I say while standing up to get a view of the city from my office window. I purposely made sure it was built this way.
The entire building was a skyscraper and I wanted my office to have glass windows just so I could get a peak of the city and I've never regretted it for a second. There's just this warm feeling that fills my chest when I get lost in the busy street view. The lights and bustling from up here is so nostalgic.
Speaking of warmth, her image fits the perfect description. Damn! I can't stop thinking about this woman, I want her so bad it's crazy because I don't even know her name. I'm really this close to asking Mrs Anderson what she thinks but I wouldn't want to tell her the premise of our meeting and she'd immediately know my intentions with this unnamed strange girl I can't stop thinking of.
I'm pretty sure Mrs Anderson somewhere deep down believes the rumors of my playboy lifestyle and I really can't blame her either but I've made up my mind and I'm going to find her. I need her to look at me that way again, I need to know what she feels like, what she tastes like, how her face looks when she moans my name. Fuck I'm losing my mind.
"Lucien…?" I turn to the voice and it's Mrs Anderson looking at me with a worried facial expression.
"Is everything okay?" She asks me again and I'm confused now.
"Is there a problem?" She looked worried, "You've been inattentive for the past 15 minutes, I've stood here talking." Now her expression was blank.
"Forgive me, I've had too much on my plate lately." But it was a lie that I had too much on my plate, it was this insane craving for a stranger I knew absolutely nothing about except for the fact that she caught me balls deep in another woman and inside the restroom of a restaurant as well. I need to find her and I was going to tonight.