Chapter 132: Serving him**

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Laila turned to see who had entered the room. Her eyes widened when she saw Luke standing there with a blank expression.

“Still crying?” he asked, closing the door behind him.

Laila sat with her knees drawn up, her eyes red and swollen from all the tears she had shed earlier with her mother.

“Do you need something?” she asked, trying to sound grumpy, but her voice came out soft and adorable after all the weeping.

“Nothing. I just came to check on you,” Luke said. He walked over and sat on the other side of the bed, leaning against the wall.

A brief silence settled over the room.

Laila stared straight ahead. Every thought from earlier rushed back—the way Caleb had looked at her, the words she had spoken… everything.

Then, in a quiet voice, she muttered, “You must think I’m a greedy woman who would leave her mate just for a comfortable life, right?”

“Oh, yes. That’s true,” Luke confirmed without hesitation, startling her.

However, she didn’t glare at him. She simply lowered her head in resignation… until Luke’s quieter voice reached her.

“But who said wishing for a comfortable life is bad? I mean, why do you think I go out to hunt so regularly even though I have more than enough to live on for a month without working? It’s because I want a comfortable life, and I want to give my mother the same peace.”

Laila finally turned to look at him. “But… what I did today is nothing short of betrayal. Can you still accept me after what I did to Caleb?”

No matter the circumstances, she had broken the sacred promise every mated pair makes. She had told him to leave and severed their bond completely.

After witnessing that, any man would be wary of her.

However, Luke smiled and said, “You’ve misunderstood something, even though I made it clear earlier. I’m not taking you as my woman, but as a servant. And I don’t need to trust my servant. So don’t worry, I won’t judge you.”

Laila frowned. “Servant… as in a real servant who cooks and washes clothes?”

Luke nodded. “Anything I ask of you must be done. Naturally, I will only ask you to perform your duties inside the house, and you will be paid well for it.”

“So… like Ginna?” Laila asked, trying to understand her position.

Luke grinned. “Yes, but a little more than her. After all, I don’t ask Ginna to get on her knees and suck me off.”

Laila narrowed her eyes. “So that’s been your plan all along, huh?”

Luke shrugged. “You need to fulfill your master’s wishes. That’s your duty.”

Laila lowered her gaze and thought for a moment before asking, “In return… will you protect me and provide enough for me to survive?”

“More than that, woman. You won’t need to worry about anything except me.”

Laila fell silent.

The fragile pride she still clung to protested against the idea. Becoming a servant to her own brother felt like the worst possible outcome…

But then she thought about all the struggles she had endured.

Every single day, she had woken up wondering if they would even have enough food to eat. Whenever her hands were idle, her mind would fill with worries about their uncertain future.

Her mother had reminded her many times to save money for when she had a baby, since a new family member would bring even more expenses.

But Caleb’s income had never been enough for them to afford basic living, let alone save anything.

Not to mention the rotation fees.

Every week they argued about it. Caleb would always force her to make excuses during contributions, knowing that Monica and Lex would never let them get kicked out of the house. They would somehow manage.

Every single day she spent with him, the burden on her shoulders had grown heavier.

Looking back now, there were far more dark and disturbing moments than sweet ones. Those painful memories only reinforced that she had made the right choice in leaving him.

Luke slowly rose from the bed. “I hope you understood your role well?” He intended to leave and return to his room.

However, Laila suddenly slid forward and sat right in front of him, then began unbuckling his pants.

Luke looked down at her with raised brows. “And… what are you doing?”

Laila’s cheeks flushed faintly as she said, “Fulfilling my job.”

Before he could speak, she pulled his pants down and freed his half-hard cock.

Laila didn’t hesitate. She slid her tongue out, letting a thick strand of warm drool drip onto the head of his cock before it slowly ran down the shaft.

With a soft hum, she leaned in and licked up the entire length in one long, wet stroke, coating him with her saliva.

Her small hand wrapped around the base, stroking him firmly as her tongue swirled around the swollen glans.

She licked and kissed the sensitive head, tasting the salty skin while her strokes grew smoother, faster.

Luke’s cock quickly thickened and hardened in her grip, veins pulsing under her tongue as it stiffened to full erection.

“Mmm…” she moaned softly, eyes half-lidded with lust and nervousness.

Her tongue flicked teasingly over the slit, lapping up the bead of precum that had formed, then she dragged her soft, wet tongue around the ridge again and again, stroking him with slow, deliberate pumps while she worshipped every inch of his now rock-hard cock.

Luke rested his hand gently on her head, his fingers threading through her hair. “You know you don’t need to do this, at least for tonight, right?” His voice was low, almost gentle.

He had been cruel to her in the past, but he wasn’t heartless enough to push her into anything after the massive upheaval she had just endured.

Laila didn’t stop. Her hand kept stroking his thick, throbbing cock in slow, slick pumps as she looked up at him with glassy eyes. “This is my way of forgetting about him… please don’t reject me.”

He grinned, the corner of his mouth curling with dark satisfaction. “Well, since you’re asking so nicely…”

Laila’s tongue swirled around the swollen head one last time before she parted her lips wide and sank down, taking him deep in one smooth motion.

The wet heat of her mouth enveloped him completely, her saliva already dripping messily down his shaft.

She bobbed her head slowly at first, letting her soft lips glide up and down his length with obscene, slurping sounds that filled the quiet room.

Each time she pulled back, thick strings of spit connected her lips to his cock, only to be broken when she dove down again.

She wanted more. With a needy whimper, Laila forced herself lower, pushing the thick head past the back of her tongue until it nudged into her tight throat.

The sudden stretch made her gag hard, her throat convulsing around him in wet, rhythmic squeezes.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but instead of pulling away, the choking sensation sent a fresh rush of heat straight to her core.

Her pussy clenched and grew slick, soaking her panties as the filthy sound of her own gagging turned her on even more.

“Mmmph—!” The muffled moan vibrated around his cock as she held herself there, nose brushing against his pelvis, throat bulging slightly from his girth.

She stayed like that for a long second, eyes watering, before she finally pulled back with a loud, wet gasp, strings of drool spilling down her chin and onto her chest.

Luke watched her with hooded eyes, breathing heavier now.

He reached down, grabbed the hem of her top, and yanked it up and over her head in one swift motion.

Her full, soft breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff and begging for attention.

He cupped one heavy mound, rolling the pebbled nipple between his fingers before pinching it firmly.

Laila gasped around his cock, the sharp pleasure shooting straight to her dripping pussy and making her suck him even harder.

Encouraged, she dove back down, bobbing her head faster now.

Her head moved back and forth in a steady rhythm, tilting at just the right angle so the fat head of his cock rubbed against the roof of her mouth and then plunged deep into her throat again and again.

Every deepthroat made her choke and gag noisily, saliva pouring from the corners of her stretched lips and dripping onto her bare tits in shiny rivulets.

The wet, filthy sounds—gluck, gluck, gluck—echoed as she forced herself to take every inch, her throat milking him with each swallow.

Luke groaned low in his chest and pinched her other nipple, tugging and twisting both sensitive peaks in time with her eager bobbing.

The added stimulation made Laila moan louder around his cock, the vibrations traveling straight down his shaft.

Her head tilted from side to side as she worked him, swirling her tongue along the underside while she sucked hard enough to hollow her cheeks.

Spit ran freely down her chin, over her bouncing breasts, and onto her thighs.

Her pussy was absolutely soaked now, aching and empty, the constant choking and the sharp pinches on her nipples pushing her closer to the edge with every sloppy plunge.

She looked up at him through tear-filled lashes, eyes hazy with lust, silently begging him to keep using her mouth as she forced herself down again, throat convulsing wildly around his throbbing length.

Luke’s grip tightened in her hair as his hips jerked forward. “Fuck— I’m cumming,” he growled, voice rough with pleasure.

He buried himself deep, the thick head of his cock pulsing hard against the back of her throat.

Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted straight down her gullet in powerful spurts.

Laila’s eyes widened, tears slipping down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away even for a second. Instead, she pressed her nose flush against his pelvis and swallowed eagerly, her throat contracting rhythmically around his throbbing length, milking every last drop.

Gluck… gluck…

She gulped it all down without hesitation, the wet, obscene sounds of her swallowing filling the room as she drained him completely.

Even after the final spurt, she kept him in her mouth, gently sucking and licking until she was sure she had taken everything.

Only then did she slowly pull back, letting his spent cock slip from her swollen lips with a wet pop. A thin string of saliva and cum briefly connected them before breaking.

Laila looked up at him with hazy, satisfied eyes, then parted her lips to show him that she finished everything.

Luke grinned…he got himself a nice toy.

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