Chapter 42 Breakfast in bed

Louisa's POV

When I woke up the next morning, Lucas wasn't there.

I turned around and tried to get up, but that fucking Ben Wa thing was still in my ass, so I couldn't really sit.

I put my hand behind, trying to take it out, but as my fingertip touched the silicon handle, the door opened.

Lucas, dressed up in a white T-shirt and a pair of flannel pants dangling on his hips, held a tray of breakfast in his hands.

Turning crimson, I immediately retracted my hand, but it was too late.

"You can't take it out without my permission." He smirked, kicking the door closed.

Every single movement of his was effortless, while every single movement of mine was a trench battle against all the elements in this entire universe.

I could see why he didn't want me.

A wealthy prince falls in love with a poor wench in fairytales. In reality, a prince always marries a wealthier princess.

Lucas put the tray on the table. His sculptured, pouty lips were curved into a sexy angle. He was dashingly refreshed an