His'(Crazy Erotica)

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I can no longer be mean to my baby sister. He almost said, but bit his tongue. “Would you believe me if I said I realized how mistaken I was for seeing you differently from others?” When he saw the visible frown of confusion on her face, he walked closer and placed his hands on her shoulders. “What I mean, freckles, is that I’ve seen you for who you truly are. I thought you were a whiny brat, and that’s why I didn’t like you. I’ve realized you’re different from that,” She had never been a whiny brat. He was just lying and he secretly hoped she’d buy his lie.

“I never knew I was a whiny person?” She tilted her head to the side with a smile on her lips.

That’s because you’re not. I just needed an excuse to hate you then. “I said I thought you were a whiny person, freckles,”

Sophia’s smile widened at the nickname. Freckles. “Why are you calling me that?”

“What?” His lips quirked up into a smirk. “Freckles?”

She nodded. “Yes,”

“Because you have freckles,” just like our mum.

“Luciano once told me your mum had them, “She giggled, not noticing how Lucas had frozen on the spot. His smile had dropped. “He also said she has similar hair and eye colours with me,”

Lucas finally found his voice. “Luciano told you that?”

She nodded. “He also said I remind him of your mum,” Her smile dropped as she finally noticed his facial expression. His smile was gone, and he looked upset. At least he wasn’t angry. “I – I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I said anything wrong. I-”

“It’s okay,” Lucas shook his head, realizing how scared she had been. “What you said just seemed to remind me of her,” He blinked back his tears so she wouldn’t see them. He wasn’t trained to cry. “I’m sure Luciano cried when he talked about her to you,”

She nodded, a small smile returning back to her lips. “He always cries whenever she’s talked about?” When Lucas nodded, she giggled. “Luciano is a cry baby just like me!”

“Mum’s topic is a sore one for us,” He said.

“I understand. Especially when she uhh – died with your baby sister,” Sophia said, oblivious to the way Lucas’ posture changed as he stared at her with a frozen smile. “I miss my mama and papa too. Don’t you miss your papa?”

Lucas’ jaw hardened, and his eyes turned cold. Fierce, even. “No,”

“Why?”

“He wasn’t like a father to us. He didn’t care about us,” He replied. “He’s an asshole,”

Sophia tilted her head to the side. “Like Chase?”

He ignored her question. “I think you have your studies to continue with,” He motioned to the laptop on her reading table. “I don’t want to be the reason you miss your remaining lectures. I’ll leave now,” He smiled. “You’re free to open your gift box too. I can never take that right away from you,”

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Sophia walked barefooted towards Chase’s room and looked around the hallway. When she was sure no one was around, she turned the doorknob, and the door opened. She did an internal happy dance that the door wasn’t locked.

Once she stepped into the room, she closed it behind her and went towards the bed before slipping beneath the covers.

She had made sleeping every night in Chase’s room a habit, and she was grateful he had never been there to catch her because he hadn’t been in the country since he left De Luca’s place the other day. But then, a part of her knew he was aware of what she was doing.

A gasp left her lips when she felt warm, strong arms lifting her off the bed, and then, pulling her into the owner’s warm, hard chest.

Immediately, the familiar scent of sandalwood hit her nostrils, and she clutched his shirt in her small fists, snuggling into his chest. “I missed you,”

“Hmmm,” His voice vibrated through his chest, and she could hear the sound of his heart beating. “I could say the same too,” He sat down on the bed and placed a kiss on her hair as she placed both of her legs on either side of him. “I missed you, Gattina,”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

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She looked up at him, a deep blush staining her cheeks and neck. “You did?”

He cradled the back of her head with one of his large palms while the other one held her to him. He pressed her head against his chest again. “Have I ever lied to you,”

“So I take it you’re no longer upset with me?” She asked.

“What did you do? Why would I be upset with you?”

“For trying to run away. I’m sorry,” She apologized.

“I wasn’t upset. I don’t think I can ever be upset with you,” He smiled. “I just needed to give you space,”

“I don’t know what the space was for, but it really helped me realize how wrong I had been. I would’ve died that day if Lucas didn’t come for me,” She said.

Your brother would always be there for you. He bit back his unsaid words. “Hmmm,”

“I’m still sorry,”

Chase shook his head at her. “Don’t say sorry. Any one in your shoes would have done the same thing you did. Who would ever want to be with someone like me?”

Sophia managed to pull away from him and stared at him in the eye. “You want me to go? You’re letting me go?”

Chase stared deep into her eye, trying to find something in there. He wanted to find her determination to leave him. He found nothing. “I would never do that,” He swallowed the bile in his throat at the thought of her wishing to leave. “Do you want to go?”

Sophia placed her head on his chest and wrapped her small arms around him tightly. “No, I don’t want to leave,” Not when I love you. She wanted to add.

“Why don’t you want to leave again? Don’t tell me it’s because you’ve given up the fight against me,” He said, amusement in his voice.

“No,” She shook her head. “I want to be yours'”,

Chase felt a warm feeling spreading in his chest and he closed his eyes shut, allowing her words to sink in. “Say it again,”

“I want to be yours’, Chase,”

Chase held her shoulders and gently pulled her away so he would look into her eyes. “Say it again. Look into my eyes and say those words,”

Sophia smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m yours’. All yours,”

That was all it took for Chase to slam his lips on hers’ earning a loud moan from her. His cock jerked up at the sound and he wrapped her hair around his fingers while his other hand cupped her left breast, caressing it through her pyjamas shirt.

Sophia arched her back and Chase tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, devouring every corner of her mouth. He pulled away from the lips and attacked her collarbone, sucking on the skin.

“Chase, please-,”

He growled against her skin. “Please what?”

“You-,” Sophia tightened his hair in her fists. “Touch me please, I want you,”

Chase stood up, and turned around so she was laying on her back on the bed and he towered above her small frame, groping her breasts. “Fuck,” He continued his attack on her collarbone, biting, sucking and licking. “I’ve missed you so much. I want to explore every single part of your body throughout the night,”

“What if-,” She moaned as his lips swirled around her clothed left tit. “What if I want to sleep?”

“It’s okay,” He unwrapped his lips from her tit and looked up at her, his eyes dilated, swirling with lust in them, just like his voice was hoarse, thick and heavy with desire. A carnal desire for her. “You can sleep while I take what’s mine,”