She walked out of the bed naked, She didnât bother to cover herself, didnât reach for a sheet or robe.
She was furious. She didnât care. She didnât stop. Her fists were tight, clenched and ready. Her breath came fast, shallow, angry.
Lucien was standing with a smirk on his face as he watched her come closer.
She stormed straight up to him and shoved him, her palms hitting the hard wall of his chest.
âGet the f**k out Lucien!!â she spat, her voice cracked and raw, thick with too many emotions. She shoved him again. Harder.
âGet. The f**k. Out.â
âYou are not helping my situation at all!! Get out now!!!
Lucien didnât budge. Didnât even blink. His gaze trailed down her body, slowly drinking in every inch of her..the flushed swell of her t**s, the tight pink peaks of her n*****s, the
