Chapter 1171

Lucas’ face was deadly serious.

Aurora’s heart gave a jolt, and she quickly waved her hands. “No, no–it’s fine. I won’t ever go to places like that again. Tomorrow I’ll be busy with work anyway.”

“And what kind of work are you planning to do?” Lucas asked smoothly.

If he knew her plans, he could quietly help from behind the scenes, making things easier for her.

Pinned between him and the door, Aurora felt the heat of the moment turn strangely intimate, only for him to bring up business with a straight face.

Her head throbbed.

“Um… how about after I take a shower, we can talk about it then?” she asked hesitantly, her eyes searching his.

She really was exhausted and had no desire to get into it right now.

But Lucas acted as though he couldn’t see her fatigue. His arm slid around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

Aurora’s lips parted in alarm. “What are you doing?”

Her voice carried a hint of panic.

“What am I doing?” His hand traced along her slender back, every place he touched burning hot. “You should know that better than anyone.”

Aurora’s eyes darted away. “I don’t know. Don’t say things like that.”

“I’m going to rest. But what I told you just now–you’d better remember it.”

She still worried Megan might be dragged into this mess.

Lucas’ sharp features loomed closer. “You mean about Megan, don’t you?”

Aurora nodded frantically.

“Yes. As long as you understand–it had nothing to do with her. I was the one who wanted to go.”

She had meant it too. Tonight had been her idea, her choice, no one else’s.

Lucas’ expression darkened. “If you want me to let her off the hook, then it depends on how you behave.”

The meaning behind his words was obvious, painfully so.

Aurora opened her mouth to protest, but her lips were crushed under his.

All that remained was the sound of her muffled, broken whimpers.

Before Aurora could even react, Lucas swept her up into his arms.

With nothing else to hold on to, her hands fumbled against his neck until she finally looped her arms around it.

He never once loosened his grip.

Their kiss never broke as he carried her all the way into the bedroom.

The alcohol she’d drunk earlier hit her full force now, leaving her too hazy to resist.

And really–why should she? In the end, she was the one who would enjoy this too.

With that thought, Aurora closed her eyes and surrendered to Lucas’ touch.

The sight only deepened the hunger in his eyes.

To him, it was a wordless invitation.

Excitement coursed through him, his body trembling with it.

Not until he laid her down on the softness of their bed did the moment feel fully real.

Bracing his arms so he wouldn’t crush her, Lucas leaned in close, his voice brushing against her ear.

“Megan’s fate depends on how you perform tonight, Honey.”

Aurora’s cheeks flamed scarlet.

She yanked him down by the neck until their bodies pressed tightly together.

Her teeth clenched as she spat out, “Cut the nonsense. Just get on with it.”

She had to keep Megan and her allowance safe.

Aurora would endure it.

Lucas couldn’t help but laugh at the look on her face–like a martyr headed to the gallows.

“What are you so tense for?” he teased, a smirk tugging at his lips. “I’m not going to eat you.”