CORINNE
Lucian handed the twins to the driver, making sure they were buckled in safely before turning his full attention to Charles and I.
He was all dark edges and brooding energy, and the way his eyes remained locked on me made my skin crawl. It was a look of pure accusation, as if he’d just caught me committing a felony in broad daylight.
I squared my shoulders, trying to diffuse the suffocating tension. “I don’t think you two have met before,” I began, looking between them.
Before I could go any further, Charles stepped forward with that infuriatingly charming smile and extended a hand toward Lucian. “Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Delacroix. I’m Charles. My daughter’s in the same class as your boys.”
Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets on what Lucian did next.
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