(Lena’s POV).
"What?" My voice barely left my lips, a strangled whisper of disbelief. My mouth hung open as I stared at Lucas, my body frozen in shock. He couldn’t be serious. He wasn’t actually going to—
Before I could react, he moved toward me with sharp, determined strides, his expression dark with something I couldn’t quite place.
Panic surged through me, but I couldn’t move, couldn’t force my limbs to react as he reached for me.
Then, in one swift motion, he yanked the satin sheet away from my body.
"No!" I gasped, my hands instinctively clutching at the fabric, but Lucas was stronger.
The sheet slipped from my grasp, pooling around my waist, leaving my upper body exposed to him.
A shiver ran through me, though I wasn’t sure if it was from the chill in the air or the sheer mor
