Rhoda's POV
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry.
His question had come out of nowhere and the weight of his gaze on me made it impossible to look away.
Lucian's expression was unreadable but there was something intense in his eyes, a dark curiosity, a possessiveness that sent a thrill through me
I swallowed hard, my throat. “Well?” He promoted me when I didn't answer right away.
I locked my lips and shifted under his scrutiny. “Yes, I have.”
A flicker of something–annoyance? Jealousy? Passed over his Face.
“How many times?”
I hesitated.
That was a dangerous question, one I didn't want to answer.
Instead, I scoffed lightly, feigning indifference. “What kind of question is that?
His fingers traced slow circles on my hand, his voice dropping in a husky murmurs. “A simple one
