Rhoda's POV
I watched as Lucian's expression darkened, his blue eyes turning ice-cold
This wasn't going to end well.
“Who the hell are you?” His sharp voice was controlled but I could feel the storm brewing in his words
My pulse pounded.
I had no idea who this woman was.
The sting on my cheeks burned, sharp and unexpected. My head whipped to the side from the force of the slap and for a moment all I could do was blink in shock
Why the hell was this woman? And why did she just slap me?
I slowly turned my head back, my hand instinctively rising to touch the spot where her palm had connected with my skin.
I stared at her, confused and angered, my voice low but steady.
“Who are you?” I demanded.
The woman's eyes blazed with fury and before I could react, she raised her hand again
