The Blood Contract
Chapter 20: Redhead troublemaker

Chapter 20: Redhead troublemaker

**MATURE CONTENT AHEAD**

When she was headed down the stairs, her steps slowed as she caught sight of Lucian climbing up the stairs. He carried a bottle of wine in one hand and a half-filled glass in the other, the deep red liquid catching the dim light of the stairway.

He, too, halted his steps when he saw her, his brows knitting together as his eyes hungrily drank in her appearance, lingering on every detail as if memorizing her.

She wore a black silk robe that fell to her thighs, its luxurious fabric shimmering faintly under the soft glow of the chandelier above. The robe’s elegant design featured a wrap-style closure secured with a matching black fabric belt, tied neatly at her waist. The deep V-neckline was accentuated by contrasting pink piping that traced the collar, cuffs, and edges, adding a subtle pop of color to it.

"Where are you going?" Lucian asked, a frown settling on his face as he studied her.

Just then, Darrell made an appearance, pausing behind Lucian. His sharp eyes immediately took in the tension between the two.

"What’s your business with where I’m going? Don’t you have a guest you have to attend to inside?" Serena asked, her voice cool and clipped as she stared at Lucian distastefully.

Without waiting for his response, she brushed past him, her attention shifting to Darrell. "Show me to the pool, will you?" she said, her tone softening slightly but still carrying an air of command.

"Yes, ma’am," Darrell responded, swallowing the invisible lump that had formed in his throat. He shot a quick, uneasy glance at Lucian before falling into step behind Serena, his posture stiff and formal.

Lucian watched her go, his gaze trailing after her until she disappeared from his line of sight. Only then did he continue to his room, his jaw tightening as he gripped the bottle of wine a little harder than necessary.

By the time they reached the living room on the ground floor, Serena’s pace slowed as her phone buzzed with a notification. She paused, her fingers instinctively reaching for the device tucked into the pocket of her robe.

"Hold this, Darrell," she said, extending the towel to him without looking up. Her focus remained fixed on her phone, her brow furrowing slightly as she read the message.

Darrell took the towel from her, his movements careful and deliberate. He stood patiently, waiting for her to finish whatever had captured her attention so completely. The faint sound of her nails tapping against the screen filled the brief silence.

Seeing how engrossed she was, Darrell allowed himself a moment to take a good look at her. He found himself entranced by her beauty, a small, involuntary smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he noticed a similar smile forming on hers.

Serena couldn’t believe it. A triumphant grin spread across her face as she read the message: the man she had ordered from the website had accepted her invite and was now asking for an address to meet her. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and satisfaction.

"What is the address of this place?" Serena asked abruptly, snapping Darrell out of his entranced state.

Confusion flickered across his face as he hesitated. "What do you need the address for, ma’am?" he asked cautiously, his voice tinged with concern.

"I have a guest coming over. You have a problem with that?" Serena asked, her tone sharp as she kept her eyes locked on his conflicted expression.

"I don’t think that’s a very wise idea, ma’am," Darrell replied carefully, his voice low and measured.

"I decide what’s wise for me and what’s not. You don’t get to decide that. The address," Serena demanded, her voice rising slightly as she took a step closer to him.

"I... umm..." Darrell stammered, his mind racing as he tried to find the right words. He was torn between facing her wrath and potentially angering Lucian.

"Darrell," Serena said, her voice cutting through the air like a whip. She spoke his name with an authoritative tone that left no room for argument.

"Yes, ma’am," he responded quickly, his shoulders stiffening.

"The address," she repeated, her patience clearly wearing thin.

"Draven Estate, 48 Kruger Crescent," a different voice called out from the corner of the living room.

Both Serena and Darrell turned to see Adrian leaning casually against the wall, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

"Thank you," Serena said, her tone softening slightly as she turned her attention back to her phone. Her fingers moved swiftly as she typed in the address, her expression one of quiet satisfaction.

Darrell, however, shot Adrian an incredulous glare, his lips moving silently as he mouthed, "Are you crazy?"

"You’re welcome," Adrian replied, his smirk widening as he addressed both Serena and Darrell. His tone was light, almost teasing, as if he were enjoying the tension he had just stirred.

"All right, that’s done. Let’s go, Darrell," Serena said, her voice returning to its usual calm as she continued her journey toward the pool. Darrell followed her without question, though his mind was still reeling from the exchange.

Meanwhile, Lucian had entered his room, his eyes immediately landing on Mitchell. She stood by the bed, her posture relaxed but her expression alert.

She was dressed in nothing but a pair of high heels and a red, skimpy lingerie set that left little to the imagination. The sight of her only fueled his desire, though his thoughts remained fixated on the redheaded troublemaker who had just left for the pool.

"You don’t look very happy," Mitchell observed, her voice soft but probing. "Is there something in particular you need me to do?"

"I need you to shut up," he said, picking up the glass and going to the window. He pulled the curtains apart and stood at an angle where he had a full view of the well-lit pool area below.

He waited a few more minutes, sipping his drink, and just as he expected, Serena arrived at the pool with Darrell trailing behind her. He saw her hand her phone over to Darrell, which the latter collected unhesitatingly, before she moved on to untying her robe.

Darrell instantly turned away, his sense of propriety kicking in, but Lucian didn’t move. He didn’t even blink as he watched the robe slide down, revealing her perfect body. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his grip tightening on the glass in his hand. He shut his eyes for only a moment, as if trying to regain control, but the image of her was already burned into his mind.

"Come here," Lucian said to Mitchell, his voice low and commanding. She moved instantly, standing before him with a practiced ease. "On your knees," he ordered, and she obeyed without hesitation, already knowing what was expected of her. She undid the fasteners and zipper of his slacks, pulling them down along with his undershorts to reveal his hardened member.

As Mitchell went to work with her mouth, Lucian kept his eyes fixed on the pool, his attention and imagination consumed by the redhead who had just jumped into the water. She swam effortlessly, her movements graceful and fluid.

"Turn around," Lucian commanded after a while, and Mitchell obeyed, turning to face the window.

Her curiosity got the better of her, and she glanced toward the pool area to see what had captured Lucian’s attention so completely. In all the times she had been called to pleasure him, he had never asked for anything to be done by the window. She wondered what had changed tonight.

Just as she caught sight of Serena’s head emerging from the water, her red hair plastered to her skin, Lucian rammed into her from behind.

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