Proserpina

All of a sudden, I heard Lucien bellowing my name and raced out, guessing what must have happened. Sure enough, Ria was in his arms, her small arms wound around his neck as he glared up the stairs.

She must have gone running to him to inform him about Sophie’s cruel words.

From his stance, I knew he would not hesitate to kill anyone who had dared to hurt his little daughter, and I rushed down to him. Pulling him into the study, I tugged at Piers, who had also joined us.

Leaning against the door, I stared into Lucien’s hard grey eyes. There was a well of darkness...