Lucian snorted out a laugh. “You’re my fiancé, shouldn’t I be?”

“I guess.” She shrugged.

He took both her hands into his, the warmth felt amazing on her cool skin. He looked into her eyes, she swore he could see deep into her soul.

“Beautiful girl, I know that men have not treated you fairly. I know you’ve been walked all over, but that stops now.” He told her, no hint of joking in his voice. “Whatever they did to you, I promise I never will. I will love you like you deserve to be loved. In every possible way. So, when I say that you can have whatever you...