Chapter 32: Movie Night - 3

2 Hours later,

A total of 4 wine bottles have been opened till now. The majority of which was of course drunk by Hannah.

However, the most noticeable change between them was now they both were sitting together.

Not just sitting together, they were practically in each other’s arms.

Due to drinking so much wine, Hannah was too tipsy. It was already a long time ago since she consumed any alcohol, now directly drinking bottles of it of course left her in a hazy state.

She was sniffling while watching the movie. Her head lay softly on Lucien’s shoulder. While his hands slowly caressed her.

The wine had brought out the emotional woman Hannah was, instead of the face she normally puts out for the world.

"Why are men like this? She clearly loved him, yet he left her."

She turned her head towards Lucien and asked with teary eyes.

"It’s not just a person’s fault. Sometimes the conditions are just not right. Just like in this movie. They both loved each other dearly, yet they were separated just because of a single small misunderstanding."

"And this is not limited to just fictional worlds. Such things could be seen in real life also. But I must say, they were lucky to meet each other again. Because fate rarely allows something like this to happen in real life."

"Really? Do you know anyone like this?" She questioned.

"Yes. I know someone like that. And not just me, you also know them." He answered her question with his own mystery.

"Someone I know? Hmm..." Hannah got lost in her thoughts.

’I guess this much is enough. I should not get too greedy. Her being this close to me, means she already trusts me. I will use opportunities like this to invite her for more drinks.’ Lucien thought in his head before shifting his focus on the screen.

The time passed, and in a blink of an eye, the movie was already over.

However, Lucien noticed a change in Hannah’s complexion. Unlike in the first half of the movie, where she kept sniffling and crying.

In the last part of the movie, she was unusually quiet. She didn’t even react to her favourite scenes. Not only that, he felt that she had somewhat regained her composure and was not drunk like before.

As soon as the movie ended, Lucien started to think of ways to check her mood. But before he could speak anything, Hannah suddenly turned her face towards him and asked —

"Do you love me?"

Lucien was flabbergasted at her words. He didn’t expect her to ask questions like this ever. He still tried to maintain his composer and form his thoughts because for her to ask such bold questions, it must have deeper meaning.

"Don’t try to twist your words or lie to me. The person you were talking about just now, it was ’us’ right? So I wanna ask you. What exactly do you think was the misunderstanding between us and do you love me? Or did you ever love me at all?

Before he could reply to her first question, she fired arsenals of bullets at him. Each of the questions was heavier than the other.

"Haah... Asking such heavy questions out of nowhere, I guess you really have changed. Or is it the effect of the alcohol?"

"Don’t try to change the subject! Answer me!." She demanded.

"Since you have asked, I am going to come clear to you. Yes, I believe we were separated because of misunderstanding. But before I explain what exactly the misunderstanding was, I want to answer the most important questions out of all you asked. Do I love you? And did I ever love you?"

"Yes, I love you. Did I ever love you? Yes, I did. I always loved you. You are the person I loved most. No one has come even close to that. And I will continue to do so. I know it may seem absurd but this is the truth."

Lucien spoke truthfully. Yes, truthfully.

He really loved her, though not as much as his words say. Because his emotions were always shut off to people.

He never trusted anyone or loved anyone, not even his own parents. He was always trying to rip off someone or take advantage of them to maximize his benefits.

She alone was the one he truly cared for. He didn’t care if she was worthy for him, was rich enough, had qualities to be a good wife, or anything at all.

He genuinely cared for her. But his love was shallow, she may be the most important person in his life, but due to his insignificant amount of emotions, that love on normal human standard, could be described as pitiful at best.

So goes with current Lucien, although he was technically using her but he never thought of harming her or putting her in danger.

Her fate was already tied to the story, she was meant to be the protagonist’s puppet. So why not for him?

None the less his words were true.

Hannah was shocked at his words. She expected him to be vague, shut her off or just say something rude, or reveal his true ’intentions’ of using her like she ’thought’.

Seeing him answer this way put her totally off the road. Not only that, his words seem to be true as well, she could see the emotions in his eyes. She couldn’t hold back her anger anymore. She immediately stood up and pointed her finger towards Lucien.

"Liar! Liar! Don’t you dare to lie to me! Love me? You, love someone? Don’t lie to me! If you really loved me, then why allow me to suffer like this for years? Why? I waited and waited and waited for your return. But not only did you not come back. You even went ahead and got married!"

"Tell me! This is what you call loving me? Leaving me to die? Do you know what I went through because of you!?"

Lucien quietly stared at her.

"Believe me or not. But this is indeed the truth."

"Oh really? Is this the truth? Ok then. Prove it to me! Prove that you really love me! Prove this to me, write now!"

She stood there impatiently glaring at him, waiting for his answer. Lucien looked back at her.

"What? Can’t say anything now? Where is your promise of lo—"

Before she could once again unleash her tantrums, Lucien lunged forward, grabbed her arm and directly pulled her into his lap.

"W-what d-do you t-think you are do–"

Her words cut in half as Lucien sealed her mouth with his own.

Hannah’s eyes widened in shock. She tried to break free from him. But Lucien swiftly grabbed the back of her and started to kiss her more aggressively.

He started to suck her pink moist lips. Due to both of them drinking wine, they both tasted intoxicating to each other.

He impatiently licked and sucked her lips, tasting the sweet yet sour taste of the wine on her lips.

Slurp! Slurp!

Without giving a moment of rest he directly invaded her mouth.

Hannah, who was already heavily intoxicated, combined with the shock of the kiss, was weak against such attacks.

His tongue swiftly made its way inside her mouth and attacked her tongue.

Slurp! Slurp!

He started to full blown French kiss her without giving her a moment to adjust. Hannah who was already feeling weak could only allow herself to be violated by him.

His agile tongue, grabbing and sucking her tongue. Her saliva tasted like honey, but was a bit sour because of the wine. Nonetheless, it was the most heavenly thing Lucien had ever tasted in his life.

Hannah who was previously just letting herself get used. Switched to offense.

Her tongue started to wage war against Lucien’s tongue.

Slurp! Slurp!

They aggressively and impatiently drank each other’s saliva like hungry wolves. Each of their tongues fighting for domination.

While they were fighting each other with their tongues, Lucien’s other hand grabbed a handful of Hannah’s massive ass.