Camille's POV

With his finger, he trailed on my chest, bringing his bulge over to me. My legs began to shiver, I shifted with my back stumbling against the wall. The muscles in my jaw tightened. Was it really me reacting to Lucian's coming close? No, it can't. It can't be me, I blushed to myself.

"Don't tell me we are going to do it here? Do you really want this?"

"What a perfect gentleman!" I derided him, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I am. I don't care if it's a mockery or not, I just don't want you to come to blame when you are...... "

So he...