Jasmine
Lucius's eyes went down to my wrist, and I slowly pulled my hand away. "You should go. Let's not meet again, please," I said coldly, turning to leave. But Alex Towel is a man who doesn't give up. He'd forever be the persistent one.
"Save my number. I will call you later," was what he said. I didn't look at him to know the expression on his face, but I could sense Lucius's curiosity and confusion.
I heard Alex's footsteps, which meant he had left. A heavy breath escaped me when I finally met Lucius's gaze. I saw the curiosity in his eyes, and I felt the need to explain myself, even though he hadn't asked yet. "He's no one. A client," I said.
Lucius stepped into the room further. "Didn't know you'd be coming," I said again. This was probably the first time Lucius had visited my c
