Lucian’s POV
"What the hell is up with Liam?"
Ashley's sharp voice cut through my concentration as she dropped a heavy stack of expense files onto my desk. I didn't look up immediately. I just pulled the folder toward me, my tone flat. "How am I supposed to know?"
"You're living under the same roof as him right now, Lucian," she hissed, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. "So why wouldn't you know?"
"You are his fiancée, Ashley. You should know more about his mood than I do."
"Don't play games with me," she snapped, her eyes narrowing into slits.
I finally lifted my gaze, my expression completely deadpan. "I don’t have time for this, Ashley. You may leave my office."
She didn't budge. Instead, she leaned against the edge of the desk, her voice dropping into a tense whisper. "I
