A Queen’s Submission
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Chapter 3: A Queen's Submission
Lucian's crimson eyes locked onto Irene's emerald gaze, a storm of dominance and hunger brewing between them. The air inside the VIP suite of Velvet Sin grew thick with tension.
The woman before him wasn't just beautiful—she was deadly, a predator who had never bowed to anyone.
But now, under the weight of his presence, he could see it. The crack in her armor.
She licked her lips, voice smooth but breathless. "You think you can tame me, Lucian?"
Lucian smirked, stepping forward until their bodies nearly touched. His fingers traced the curve of her jaw before tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"I don't tame women, Irene." His voice was a dark whisper. "I make them crave me."
Her breath hitched.
She was intrigued, but she wanted proof. A challenge.
Lucian never backed down from a challenge.
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A Battle of Control
Irene was the type of woman who commanded men, who bent them to her will with a mere glance.
But Lucian?
He was a king.
And kings did not kneel.
The moment his hands gripped her slender waist, she shuddered, an unfamiliar sensation crawling up her spine. Lucian could feel it—the walls she had built around herself were crumbling.
His lips hovered near her ear. "You're shaking, Irene."
She scoffed, but her pulse betrayed her.
Lucian didn't just touch women—he consumed them. His hands roamed her curves, his fingers tracing the outline of her perfectly sculpted body.
When his lips finally met hers, she gasped, her resistance melting into hunger.
The kiss was raw, possessive, and dominant.
Irene wasn't just giving in—she was drowning in him.
Her fingers tangled into his white hair, nails dragging down his back, but Lucian held control effortlessly.
Their bodies pressed together, her soft curves molding against his hardened frame.
Her breathy moans filled the room as Lucian's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of burning need.
"Lucian..." she whispered, her voice betraying a mix of frustration and desperation.
Lucian smirked against her skin. "Say it."
Irene bit her lip, fighting the words.
But when his fingers gripped her thigh, pulling her closer, she finally broke.
"I want you."
She had lost.
And Lucian?
He had won.
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The Beginning of an Obsession
The night was a blur of heat, dominance, and pleasure.
Lucian didn't just claim Irene—he ruined her.
By the time the first rays of dawn seeped through the velvet curtains, Irene lay tangled in his arms, her perfectly toned body trembling in the aftermath.
She had always been in control.
Always the one who dictated the rules.
But now, staring up at the pale-skinned man who had consumed her completely, she knew the truth.
Lucian wasn't just a man.
He was a monster in human form—and she wanted more.
Lucian smirked as he ran a hand through her messy raven locks, admiring the marks he had left.
"You belong to me now, Irene."
She should have argued.
Should have resisted.
But instead, she smirked back.
"Prove it again."
Lucian chuckled darkly.
Oh, he would.
And this was only the beginning.
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System Notification
[Beauty Evaluated: Irene – 96 Points]
[First Claim Bonus: +5% Strength Boost]
[New Trait Unlocked: King's Lust – The More Women He Conquers, The Stronger He Becomes]
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To Be Continued…