Chapter 25
"What is this? How did you get this, Roselyn?"
Roselyn scoffed, already feeling a bit frustrated, but she feigned a surprised expression, "What is what? What are you talking about"
"Do not play smart with me, Roslyn," he snarled at her, "you were doing a pretty good job trying to hide it. How did you get this!?"
She could see his hands trembling. He was furious but still trying to gain control of his emotions while he stared at her unbelievably.
She scrambled off the bed and quickly made her way to her dress, picking it up.
But Lucien was beyond patient. He grabbed her wrists and forced her up, the dress slipping off her hands.
"Roselyn!?"
"You're hurting me, Lucien. Please let go."
"Answer the f*****g question! Where did you get this!?" He growled impatiently, his voic
