Chapter 5 Plan 1

Hours passed, and Lucas did not return. The night grew cold and dark, and Bianca paced the house, her mind whirling with fear and uncertainty. And then, finally, she heard him. The front door creaked open, and Lucas stumbled in, his clothes disheveled and his breath reeking of alcohol. "Lucas!" Bianca exclaimed, rushing to his side. "Where have you been? I've been so worried." He pushed her away, his eyes glassy and unfocused. "None of your business," he slurred, his voice thick and slurred. "I can do what I want.

Bianca took a deep breath, her hands shaking with frustration. "You're drunk, Lucas," she said, her voice firm and resolute.

"You need to leave me alone. I won't let you disrespect me like this anymore. It's time for you to go." Lucas snorted, his laughter bitter and cruel. He was spilling out nonsense and incorhent words as he was drunk

"Leave you alone? Are you serious? You're nothing without me, Lucas. So shut up and follow me upstairs." Bianca instructed.

"You think I don't want you?" Lucas said, his voice suddenly changing from mocking to possessive. "You're wrong. I do want you. I want you in my bed, in my arms, forever." He took a step towards her, his movements unsteady from the alcohol, but his eyes were intense and focused. "You belong to me, Bianca. No one else. Do you understand? You belong to me forever." Bianca shrank back, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she had to make use of the opportunity.

"I understand," Bianca said, her voice low and tremulous. "I'm yours, Lucas. I always have been." She reached for him, her hands caressing his chest, her lips brushing against his. "I love you, Lucas. I'll do whatever you want, just please calm down." Lucas smiled, his eyes burning with desire. "That's more like it," he growled, pulling her into a passionate embrace. He lifted her up and carried her upstairs to his bed, his kisses growing more urgent with each passing moment.

In the darkness of his room, Lucas tore at Bianca's clothes, his hands roaming over her body with unrestrained lust. Bianca let out a soft moan as his touch ignited a fire within her, a fire that had been smoldering for far too long. She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers digging into his back as he lowered her onto the bed, his body heavy and intoxicating.

"I need you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I've needed you since the first moment I saw you." He said caressing her breast.

"Then take me," she whispered back, her breath catching in her throat.

With a growl, Lucas sucked on her neck then moved to her lips, his mouth devouring hers as he parted her legs and thrust himself inside her. Bianca cried out, her back arching as the pleasure surged through her body. She wrapped her legs around him, digging her nails into his skin as he drove himself deeper and deeper.

They moved together in a frenzy of desire, their bodies slick with sweat, the air filled with the sound of their moans and the rustle of sheets. Bianca's heart raced, her mind reeling as she lost herself in the ecstasy of their passion.

As their passion built to a fever pitch, Lucas buried his face in Bianca's neck, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "You're mine," he growled, his voice a low, animalistic growl. "You'll always be mine."

Bianca cried out, her body shuddering as she reached the peak of her pleasure, her nails raking across Lucas's back as she felt the tension building within her. And then, with one last thrust, they both tumbled over the edge together, their bodies wracked with spasms of ecstasy as they surrendered to the release of their passion.

As their breathing slowly returned to normal, Lucas rolled off of Bianca, his eyes heavy-lidded with post-coital bliss. Bianca laid beside him, her fingers lightly trailing across his chest as she tried to make sense of what had just happened.

"I love you, Bianca," Lucas murmured, his voice thick with sleepiness. "I always have."

"I love you too," Bianca whispered back, her heart aching with the knowledge that he still didn't know the truth. But she didn't want to spoil this moment, this rare moment of intimacy between them.

For a while, they lay together in silence, the only sound of the soft rustle of sheets and their own quiet breathing. But eventually, Lucas's breathing evened out, his body growing limp and heavy with sleep.

Bianca watched him for a moment, her eyes welling with tears. She knew what she had to do. She had to protect him, to keep him safe from the dangers that lurked in the shadows of his family's plans and to get her revenge on the Campbell's.

With a sigh, she gave up on nature and slept in Lucas's arms.

Lucas eyes twitched. He batted his eyes and opened them. The morning sun shone into his eyes. He wanted to stretch but he couldn't. He turned and saw Bianca laying beside him on his arm.

He pushed her away.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" He yelled.

"You can't remember anything from last night?" She asked and his jaw dropped.

"Don't tell me I did anything. Don't tell me I touched you please." He rubbed his hands together pleading.

"We made love last night." Bianca smiled.

"It was the best." She winked as she got out of bed.

"Shouldn't this be considered rape? You touched me without my consent right?" He yelled.

"Look at yourself. You need to see yourself yesterday." "I love you Bianca. You are mine. You are only mine." Bianca mimicked him.

"I said that? Fuck!" He tugged hard at his hair and ran out of the room.

"I'm yours baby." Bianca yelled as he ran out.

She clenched her fist. "Plan 1 done and dusted."

"When I'm done with all of you, you won't know what hit you." She smiled like a maniac.