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Date: 9/15/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Fuckingwet, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

Kassandra could still remember him, his icy green eyes, tan skin and full lips that she used to yearn to kiss. She remembered herself at the time, and it still made her shiver with fear. Kassandra was getting married tomorrow, and relief went through her as she looked down at the diamond ring that made her know she would forever be changed. She was in her bedroom, and pictures of her and Alec were everywhere. The walls, the nightstand, even their coffee table. It overwhelmed her sometimes, as if he was always watching. Alec was in Miami right now, promoting new clubs and getting tons of money for it. He was going up and she was going with him. Kassandra flopped down on her bed, her black waves cascading underneath her, surrounding her with a warm embrace. Pale skin glistened under the dim lights, and her eyes closed with a sense of finality. Tomorrow she wouldn't be Kassandra Pierce anymore. She watched the fan go round and round, its cold breeze hitting her body in places she didn't want it to. She could feel her nipples beginning to tighten and she had an urge to squeeze them, but she held back. Knock-knock. She lazily turned her head. Who could be knocking at her door this late at night? Kassandra went back to staring at the fan, choosing to ignore it. It came again, whoever it was pounding even harder now, and irritation began settling in. Kassandra quickly got out of her bed and went to open the door. “Can I help you...” she stopped as she stared at amused green eyes, ... and backed away. Lucius was there, before her, in all his glory. “Miss me?” he asked, smirking at her as he entered her home without permission. She cursed herself. She should have closed the door, not backed away like a bitch “What are you doing here?” Lucius didn't say anything. He looked at her penthouse, at the leather seats, plasma TV, kitchen made of cobblestone, and pursed his lips with displeasure. She was marrying a rich man. Is this why she left him? “What are you doing here?” she shouted. He glanced towards her, looking at her. Was she happy? His eyes traveled down her body, stopping as he saw her nipples poking out of her shirt. All too soon, that familiar hunger enveloped him. He wanted her, and he smirked at her again, but this time it wasn't because of the reason she assumed. She probably thought he was mocking her, but actually he was just happy that he would get what he wanted tonight. “I heard you were getting married tomorrow... Missy told me,” he said, replying to those questioning eyes. He could still read her like a book, and that made relieved him. “I just wanted to celebrate one last time.” Kassandra shook her head. “It's too late.” Kassandra knew why she didn't want to 'celebrate'; just seeing him made her burn with desire. Already she could feel herself becoming wet the more she looked in his eyes. His curls fell on top of his eyelashes, and those full lips that were turned up with a cocky arrogance made her want to take a bite. He couldn't stay. “Just ...