Lucian

The bastard wouldn't leave the car for a second. He was acting like a hawk watching over an egg, which was absolutely absurd!

I’d come outside to check the car so many times that I've already lost count.

Still, she wasn't coming out yet, and he was still standing guard there!

My whole mood couldn't have been any foul.

I stripped off my shirt and trousers, needing to wash away the day's frustration.

I stepped into the bathroom, throwing the cold shower on my head and staying there until my skin felt numb. I stepped out, dried myself off roughly, and threw on a simple grey bathrobe.

But instincts,...