Charity Night (english)

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The weekend went by so quickly and we only left the apartment to go out for something to eat. Monday comes far too quickly and everyday life in the new job finally begins. I'm looking forward to the colleagues and tasks that await me there. I'm also really glad that I got to know most of them beforehand so the start won't be that hard. Nina welcomes me with a smile and takes me to my workplace.

The day goes by very quickly and I'm still trying to process the impressions when I step out of the building and onto the street. Lucas gets out of his car with a smile and comes around to me, takes me in his arms and kisses me directly on the mouth in front of the others. Their hooting and whistling makes me laugh and when I turn to them, Patrick, the colleague I had such a good time with in the pub, looks at me with a grin. "Your weekend seems to have been interesting."

I just shrug my shoulders and grin at him, then get into the car, Lucas slams the door behind me and then sits in the driver's seat. "I wanted to kidnap you to celebrate your first day at work. We'll drive to your place for a moment so you can change into something different and then we'll finally catch up on the date you've been owing to me for weeks." Yes, somehow we put the cart before the horse. Which isn't a bad thing in principle, but I'm glad that it's so important to him to take me out properly.

Lucas tells me about his day and sends me greetings from Nadine. I tell him about my new tasks and I realize that it's probably really great that we don't work in the same company anymore, because otherwise we'd be constantly depending on each other and wouldn't have much to say to each other.

When I get to my apartment, he lets me get out and starts looking for a parking space while I go upstairs. I'm standing in my bedroom taking off my dress when the doorbell rings. I just press the door opener and when I hear the footsteps in the hallway I call out to him to come in.

But the man who appears in the doorway is not Lucas, but Zachery and I hold the piece of material in front of my body in shock. "What are you doing here?" I ask poisonously and glare at him. And as if that wasn't enough, his brother appears right behind him, who isn't exactly thrilled to see him either. "What the hell is he doing here?" Zac asks me and doesn't pay any attention to Lucas. "I asked you what you were doing here and the rest is none of your business." I hiss at him and look at Lucas for help, who seems a bit overwhelmed.

"I actually wanted to talk to you again, but I see you got over me pretty quickly. Do you want to take revenge on me with this?" he wants to know at least as pissed off from me and looks contemptuously back and forth between me and his brother. "If you can't have one Hyde, you just take the other one or what?" he adds and tears of anger well up in my eyes. Lucas pushes past Zac into the room and stands protectively in front of me. "I think it's better if you go now Zachery. You've already caused enough trouble here. What do you want in England anyway? "Shouldn't you be with your fiancée?" he says quietly and I can see his tension.

I have no idea what Zac is doing here anymore. I had already told him in Cornwall that I didn't want to see him anymore. "You have nothing to report here. I know you've had your eye on Charlotte all along and now of course you took your chance and snatched her up. What is it like to take my worn-out women?" the evil grin that Zachery Hyde gives his brother is just disgusting and I wonder what I ever found in him. And his statement seems to hit the mark, because suddenly everything happens very quickly.

Lucas throws himself at Zac and slams him into the small chest of drawers in the hallway on which there is a vase, which falls and breaks due to the impact. The two of them fight on the floor and I yell at them to stop. When I see the blood, I realize that I have to intervene and I just step in and pull on Lucas, who is lying on top of Zac. He's way too heavy, but gets distracted by my pulling and turns his head to look at me. Zac swings back and narrowly misses Luca's face. The blow goes past his head and hits me in the head with full force.

I stumble backwards and immediately reach for my throbbing temple. The men look at me in shock and get up from the ground. Lucas immediately rushes over to me and takes my hands away from my face to look at me closely. Zac stands in the hallway looking glum and looking at me guiltily. "I'm sorry. I didn't want that...!" he stammers, but Lucas slams the bedroom door in his face.

When I take a closer look at him, I notice that he has a small gash on his hairline. I carefully touch his forehead with my fingers and he flinches slightly. "We have to treat this!" I whisper and open the door to go into the bathroom and get bandages and something to disinfect. Zac is still standing in the hallway, watching me frantically, as if he's afraid I'm about to attack him. I walk past him in silence into the small bathroom and open my medicine cabinet to look for the things when I see in the mirror that he has followed me and is looking at me expectantly.

"Charlotte, I'm really sorry that I hit you." He says so quietly that I almost can't hear him and stares at me with huge eyes. When I look at him like that now, I can't explain why I once found him so attractive. He no longer has anything in common with the man who captivated me. Maybe it's because of everything that happened between us, but I think it's more because I fell in love with his brother.

The moment I think it, I realize how strange that sounds and I'm glad I didn't say it out loud. I don't turn to him, but I forgive him for the blow, since it wasn't intended for me. Still, I just have to tell him what's bothering me.

"Zac, it's okay, I know it wasn't your intention, but still, it's time for you to go and leave us alone. Lucas isn't particularly responsive to you right now and I don't think this is the right time to talk about it. You can sort this out another time. I have no idea what you wanted here today, but everything has been said between us. You have..." I can't get any further because he interrupts me. "There are so many misunderstandings that need to be cleared up and one of them is my engagement." When he says the word engagement, he draws quotation marks in the air with his fingers.

"It doesn't matter to me what misunderstandings there are. Even if this sounds harsh, I'm over us and just want to move forward. The fact that this happened with your brother of all people was definitely not planned and I'm sorry if that triggers you. Do me a favor and go home. Take care of your wife and the company. I'm glad that I have a new job that I really enjoy and in which I can fulfill myself more." With those words, I turn around and go back to Lucas in the bedroom.

"Where have you been so long? Is he still there?" he looks up at me questioningly and I shake my head slightly. "I told him that he should leave and that I didn't want to see him anymore. When you two sort out your differences is up to you and I won't get involved, but it was important to me that he goes." I explain to him while I drip the disinfectant onto a cotton pad and dab it on his small wound. He jerks back and hisses slightly in pain. I look at him apologetically, but can't help but grin a little. "You seem to enjoy torturing me!?" he teases, pulling me closer to him. "Since our date probably won't work out today... Come here and let's pick up where we left off on Sunday."

He falls backwards into bed and pulls me onto his chest. Laughing, I roll off him and roll onto my back. Lucas sits up and leans over me. His lips press gently against mine and I pull him towards me by his shirt. He reacts immediately and opens his mouth to join our tongues. The heat that gathers in my middle quickly makes me wet and I press my legs together.

He doesn't seem to miss this because he pushes my thighs apart and runs his fingertips lightly up the insides. I tilt my head back and sigh with happiness. He just knows exactly which buttons to push for me. How I want to be touched. And he does it damn well. The gentle touches and kisses he places over my body make my core throb and I can feel his throbbing erection on my leg as he rubs against me.

I stand up and gradually take off my clothes, giving him flirtatious looks and rocking my hips slightly back and forth. "You're not going to strip for me now, are you?" he asks me teasingly and makes an enticing motion with his index finger so that I come back into bed with him. I won't let anyone tell me that twice.