Lucille only smiled and said in her signature husky voice, “Let’s hope I don’t have to.”
Jean let that statement pass as her attention shifted to the children who were marching out with
their mothers to load up on the third and fourth buses.
Lucille moved closer to Gabriel. Her lips lifted in something that was neither smile nor frown.
Gabriel looked down at his sister-in-law and for a moment something akin to desire flashed through
his body, and he could feel his erection thicken.
Something Gabriel couldn’t name made him glance at his wife, whose steely glare spoke to the
fact she had witnessed the exchange. He understood another hard reality: to keep the peace, they
would have to kill Lucille before reaching the Canadian border.
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The Heaven Project - Six years later
Sandolphon Complex / Jean’s Chamber
“Lucille is still a problem,” Jean said, lifting her supple body from the bathing pool in the far
corner of her chamber. The faint moonlight seeping through the windows illuminated her beauty.
The scents of lavender and spikenard floated around her. A crackling fire laid waste to the chill in the
winter air. She didn’t bother drying her honey skin. Instead, she slipped into a purple silk robe that
clung to her wet curves, instantly arousing Gabriel to the point of distraction.
“She will not be a problem if you continue to maintain control,” he replied hoarsely, almost
breathlessly, as his erection hardened.
Jean glanced at her husband, who had settled comfortably in the chair adjacent to a circular bed
draped in purple and gold. She sauntered past him, stroking a delicate hand through his dark curls
before moving to the bed, leaning back on the sheets and spreading her thighs as though to welcome
him for a night of play.
Gabriel was with her in an instant, undoing the clasp of his pants and dropping them before
mounting her, his erection straining at her core. He leaned in, trailing his lips over the pulse beating
at the base of her throat, and heard her sharp intake of breath.
“And just how do you propose I deal with my sister?” she whispered, as he teased a strand of dark
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