Lucille’s POV
“What are you doing?” Lucas repeated as my body whirled to look at him. I gasped in shock and quickly gathered the papers together and sat on them.
He frowned, looking straight at the stack of papers and I knew he was already suspicious but it made me sit my bottom even harder on the papers.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, with raised brows. “Why didn't you knock?”
“Do I have to knock before coming into your room?” Lucas frowned, his suspicious gaze deepening.
“Yes, of course. It’s my room.” I nodded immediately. I didn't find it an issue before now but then there would be times I would need some privacy, just like now. But he was intruding.
“Alright.” He didn't argue but his eyes didn't leave the papers. “What are those? Who gave you those?”
“These…” I pointed
