Love Within The Shine

It's a good thing that Lucius' cousin Sandra, was kind enough to grant his request although he was aware she was preoccupied and had a lot on her schedule. She also agreed to accompany Estella while he was not at the condo, so he was content to leave Estella at the condominium. His public image was further harmed by the scandal, and he is aware that they are merely edits, and that he will prove everything to the public in due time to clear his name.

When Lucius heard what had happened inside his condo while he was still in the garage, he immediately ran upstairs to check.

The young woman was screeching as she picked up the broken bottle, and Lucius was calling out her name, "Estella!"

However, the young woman seemed to hear nothing as she knelt to start picking up small pieces of broken bottles on the floor. The young woman was holding the glass when he approached and grabbed her. She pulled it up and saw blood on her finger, but the woman didn't seem hurt, even though it was bleeding.

"Lucius? So it's you! Drink too, drink with us!" The young woman said while pointing in the direction where Sandra was lying and seemed quite drunk since she couldn't lie down properly.

"Fuck! Your finger is bleeding!" He was scrambling to think if the young woman had been hurt. He didn't know why he felt this way.

He knew his cousin Sandra well and didn't expect things to turn out this way. She only drank when something went wrong; she never drank on a regular day. He took his phone and called his friend Kian to pick up his cousin. He temporarily left Estella on the sofa and hurriedly cleaned up the broken bottle parts.

"Hey bro!" His friend Kian finally arrived.

He exhaled deeply. "Did you and Sandra have a fight?"

"No, that's why I freaked when I found she was drunk," Kian said, frowning and shaking his head.

They both stared at Sandra, who was snoring drunkenly on the sofa next to Estella. They also breathed as they approached the two ladies. What is the reason for these two getting drunk? While they just met, how did it lead to drinking?

"Bro?" Kian provoked Lucius who was now treating Estella's hand which was injured by the bottle.

"Why?"

"How long do you intend to keep Estella here? How long will you protect her? While you are the one who suffered from the bashers of netizens?"

With no response, he remained silent until he had cleaned the young woman's finger wound.

"Bro, I don't know anything about your plan; this is just a friend's advice. Your image has been ruined in public, and everything you've worked so hard for will be gone if you let this issue go." It's as if he feels bad because Kian is one of the reasons why he's a successful actor. "Do what you think is right; I don't object, but I hope you're not weak with a woman."

"I know what I'm doing, Kian," he assured his friend. Kian, "I won't destroy innocent people and humanity until I know the real reason for these rumors. You know that she's innocent. I know exactly what I'm going to do. I won't let myself be destroyed by slander without evidence."

"All right, I know you're going to do great things with your life, and I won't stand in your way. I'm just here to support you in any way I can. We have to go now I will ask Sandra why she drank." Kian added.

After the two had gone, he concentrated on Estella, who was in deep sleep. He focused his attention on the lady's face. It has the look of an angel, who would never conceive of destroying without reason. Her eyelashes are lovely, her nose is pointed, her lips are small, her face is smooth, and she can't say anything but 'beautiful.'

She grasped his hand as he was ready to stand up.

He gently patted her face and said, "Estella," checking to see whether she was conscious again.

After a while, she sat down, but her eyes closed. Estella glanced at him as her eyes gradually opened. He was just waiting for her next act when he noticed the tears in her eyes and she began to cry.

"Sorry," the young woman said.

He didn't say anything to allow the young woman to continue her point of view. He was expecting her to be honest about her actions and the person who gave the young woman the order to slander him.

The young woman's sobbing causes him to gradually become weak and vulnerable. "I only took their offer because I needed it. I don't want to discredit you, Lucius. I fear losing yet another close relative or friend. "

Lucius waited for Estella to mention a name that may identify the person who gave the order to slander him.

She apologized repeatedly, saying, "Sorry..."

He could not resist asking the young woman, "Who commanded you?"

The young lady's sobbing got louder as she said, "Sorry.”

Though he really doesn't feel that way, he wants to be irritated with Estella. Despite the fact that he is aware that his reputation is being harmed, he makes an effort to understand the woman. Estella began to cry like a baby, which made him more anxious because he had no idea how to comfort her and didn't want to see a woman in tears in front of him.

He stopped the woman from crying by placing his lips on hers for an unknown reason. His main goal was to stop the girl from crying, yet his mind and actions were quite different. Lucius lost control of himself as he cupped Estella's face while they kissed, and as the woman's kisses in return grew more passionate, so did his thoughts.

Estella wrapped her arms around Lucius' neck, pulling him closer to her. Their lips did not part; instead, they exchanged hunger-inspiring kisses without parting their lips. When Estella hugged his thigh and he felt her thigh brush against the treasured cock hidden within his pants, Lucius' craziness increased. His body wanted to take possession of the woman as their kiss grew deeper and deeper.

The young lady even bit his lip; he was able to let out the moan she was suppressing.

"Ohhhh... Estella," Lucius whispered, devouring Estella's lips as though thirsty. "Damn, I really want to touch you!"

Lucius' hands were crawling inside Estella's body when she abruptly stopped kissing him and leaned over his shoulder. He instantly went to see if everything was okay and heard loud snoring. She fell asleep after rousing my manhood! But it was a good thing she had fallen asleep, or he might have stripped the young woman and done the wild thing he was thinking. He waited for his desire and body heat to fade before picking up the girl and taking her to the bedroom.

He carefully placed the girl on the bed after they were in the front corner of the room and looked at her. The dress she was wearing has just now caught his attention. The dress was perfect for her, and she was daring to look at it. It's fortunate that the heat in his body had disappeared before he noticed her alluring body.

***

Estella awakens, feeling lightheaded and smelling herself. It smells like alcohol. She flinched when she recalled what had happened the previous evening from fitting clothes to getting intoxicated with Sandra, the two of them even danced and reminisced about their lives but something worse happened. She couldn't be wrong; it wasn't a dream or an illusion.

The young man gave her a kiss! She then reacted to that as though she were starving.

She gasped out in shock and covered her mouth with her hands. "Omg! I can't believed it."

After what had happened, she was unable to confront the young man; but he took advantage of her! Does he touch me because I have sinned so much against him? She can't do anything because she let the young man do that last night. She'll just pretend she doesn't remember anything.

Within a few weeks of staying with the young man, everything seemed to be normal. There was no dread or worry; therefore she fully trusted him because, aside from not forcing her to tell the truth, he still treated her nicely. It was very different from when she first met the young man.

"Estella!" Her mind woke up in thought when the bedroom door opened and Sandra stood there.

"Good morning! Don't you remember-"

"Nothing!" She quickly refused.

Sandra burst out laughing as a result of her reaction. "I'm not even done yet, and you led me on."

"I know what you're going to ask." Sandra came up to her and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Can we talk?" Her face is in serious mode as if what they are talking about is very important.

"Sure, it's possible now."