Maelis

“Why does he look kind of different today? I mean, like colder than usual.” Rosa murmured as we stepped out of the house.

My eyes immediately went to Lucian who was standing beside his car, hands in his pockets, dark hair neatly styled, his sharp eyes framed perfectly.

I clicked my tongue. “Don't care.” I muttered under my breath as I walked closer, pretending I didn’t notice how the suit jacket fit a little too perfectly on his shoulders.

Of course, Rosa just had to comment from the back of my mind.

“Even though he’s a bastard and an ass, he looks kinda hot when he's cold.”

I nearly...