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

"Do you really have to divorce me?"

Lucas stood in front of her, blocking any way out. His eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions as if there were countless words he wanted to say but couldn't.

Aveline tried to keep herself calm. She responded, "The court date is in three days, Lucas. What's the point of saying this now?"

Lucas reached out, gently caressing her face. "Aveline, do you really not love me anymore?"

She turned her head slightly, avoiding his touch.

His hand froze in mid-air as he saw the rejection on her face. He forced a smile, a mix of self-mockery and bitterness.

Though he was a towering figure, at that moment, he seemed enveloped in a faint aura of loneliness and sorrow.

He stared at her intently for a while before suddenly cupping the back of her neck and leaning in to kiss her.

"Mmph!"

Aveline had been on guard, but she was no match for him.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Her delicate lips were captured, and she struggled with all her might, but there was no escaping his hold.

With one hand, Lucas easily grasped both of her wrists, pinning them behind her back. Then, with a firm press, her soft body was pulled against his chest, forcing her to tilt her head up to endure the kiss. It had been so long since they had been this close.

Aveline resisted, but Lucas only grew more intense, like someone savoring a forbidden taste, delving deeper and deeper.

Aveline felt as though her lips were no longer her own as if he was devouring them completely.

His fresh, intoxicating scent overwhelmed her senses, clouding her mind. Despite her reluctance, her body responded honestly to his touch.

Under the intensity of his kiss, her body began to weaken uncontrollably.

She felt disgusted with herself for reacting this way, and tears began to spill from the corners of her eyes.

Lucas, still kissing her, soon tasted the salty hint of her tears. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the tear tracks on her cheeks.

His breath hitched, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. After a moment, he gently kissed away her tears.

"Ave, I can't believe you don't see that I'm trying to win you back."

His voice was husky as he continued, "You said you liked the old Lu, so I've tried to be that person again. But it seems you don't like him as much as you used to."

His nose brushed gently against hers as he continued in a measured tone, "So, you really don't love me anymore, do you?"

Aveline's lashes trembled

bet

uncontrollably. She wanted to admit

it, but before she could get the words out, her lips were captured again.

Lucas swallowed her unspoken words.

"Forget it," he murmured against her lips, his voice muffled. "I don't want to hear it."

Aveline fell silent.

She was pressed against the cold wall, her body instinctively shivering. She unconsciously leaned closer into his chest.

That small movement seemed to

please him. His kiss softened, trailing down from her lips, lingering

on her neck, and then lower to her collarbone...

Aveline tilted her head slightly, her breathing becoming erratic and quick. "Lucas, what's the point of saying all this now?"

After hurting her so many times, he wanted to make amends, but not everyone would wait around forever.

She had already let go.

Lucas' breath lingered at her chest, heavy and warm, but he didn't go any further.

He could feel that her body no longer rejected his touch.

But he didn't dare to continue.