The Blood Contract-Chapter 18: What will you do?

His shirt was already off his body when he heard the loud bangs on his door, which made him frown. It couldn't be Mitchell—she wouldn't dare bang on his door like that. She would have just opened it, knowing it wasn't locked, and walked inside for her business.

Still clad in his black slacks, Lucian walked out of the bathroom with a visible bulge in his crotch area. He was already a sexually active man with an insanely high libido, but whatever was running through his system now was driving him crazy. He was only holding onto the last string of control he had while waiting for Mitchell.

With furrowed brows and absolutely no idea who would be crazy enough to bang on his door, he walked towards the wooden barrier, twisted the handle, and pulled it open—only to find a furious Serena outside.

First came the confusion, then wonder, then amusement, before something Lucian never expected to happen to him again—uncertainty.

Did he offend her in any way to make her look like that?

Wait, why the hell was he even asking himself that question?

Serena, on the other hand, took a step back when the door was opened from inside, revealing Lucian, bare-chested. She could see a question in his eyes, but her traitorous eyes decided to explore instead of focusing on her mission.

Nothing could have prepared her for the absolutely gorgeous mass of toned muscles and abs she was staring at. At that moment, her brain was screaming at her to look back up, but something else was telling her to look down—and she obeyed that something else, ignoring her brain.

Her eyes widened when she saw the bulge of his hardened cock.

"Yes?" Lucian finally spoke, and her eyes snapped back to his face. Only, her brain didn't immediately remember what she had come for.

So she took some time before asking, "Who is Mitchell?"

Lucian was taken aback by her question. What was her business with who Mitchell was? He wanted to ask but instead said,

"She's my personal whore. My call girl." He answered the question in all honesty, watching in amusement as shock registered on Serena's face at his words.

"Is there any problem?" he asked.

"You're shameless! How dare you?" Serena asked, not knowing how to handle the fact that he had just told her the truth without an iota of shame. She could see a glint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and that infuriated her even more.

"How dare I what? Have a personal call girl? Or have the audacity to call her when I need her services? Which one?" Lucian asked.

"Have the audacity to call her when you and I are supposed to be in this together!" Serena blurted out.

Silence reigned for a moment before one side of Lucian's lips curled up ever so slightly. It was barely noticeable.

"You want to take her place? I can always cancel—just say the word," Lucian said.

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Dr. Marlowe, who was still standing on the stairs, shook her head slightly when she heard what Lucian was proposing. She hoped Serena would refuse—despite the fact that whatever had been infused into her system by the bracelet was messing with her emotions.

Not because she had a problem with the two of them being together, but because Lucian had a reputation, and she didn't think Serena was in the right frame of mind to jump into anything like that.

"In your dreams," Serena responded to Lucian, bringing some relief to Dr. Marlowe's heart.

"Then why are you here?" Lucian probed, slightly annoyed by her response.

"I'm here to remind you, since you seem to have forgotten, that you are a married man, so you should have some respect!"

"Married man? I thought you said you were nobody's wife and this marriage is a sham?"

"That still stands, but—"

"Listen, Serena, go find a way to help yourself and stop bothering me," Lucian cut her off.

"I should go find a way to help myself? Fine! If Mitchell or whatever her name is comes to this house, then I'm bringing in a man too!" Serena threatened.

For the first time in a long time, Lucian forced himself to utter the words I don't care, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get them out of his mouth.

He wanted to tell her she could do whatever she wanted, but he couldn't. And he didn't—because her words hit him in a way he never expected.

Instead of responding, he looked at her quietly for a few moments, then went back into the room and shut the door in her face.

Shock registered on Serena's face.

"What the hell? I wasn't done talking!" she said, moving back to the door and lifting her clenched hand, ready to bang on it again.

"Serena, stop," Dr. Marlowe uttered. But before she could say another word—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Serena released three more bangs on the door, ignoring the doctor and the series of gasps she heard from the direction where the woman stood.

Lucian halted his advance into the room and clenched his jaw when the series of bangs reached his ears.

He returned to the door and pulled it open once more.

"If you knock on this door again, you are going to regret it," Lucian warned before she could manage to get a word out of her mouth.

"What will happen? What will you do?" Serena probed challengingly.

"Do it, and you'll find out."

Lucian shut the door again, stepping back inside.

Serena stared at the door for a moment, and anyone could tell that she was about to make the biggest mistake of her life.

"You should stop her, doctor. She's going to do it," Darrell whispered to Dr. Marlowe. But the doctor needed no warning—she had already started moving toward Serena.

However, by the time she reached her and wrapped her arms around Serena to pull her away, the girl had already dropped one loud bang on the door.