Lucians POV
After his shower, Lucian returned from the bathroom to find Paige perched on the bed holding the bag of clothes he’d ordered on her lap. However, she seemed to be completely ignoring him.
He made his way to his closet, then paused, watching her for a moment as she got up and silently stormed to the bathroom.
Obviously, she was still fuming that he’d gone through her diary. Women were fickle about those things apparently, but Lucian didn’t do boundaries well. When he wanted something, he’d have it.
Considering everything he’d learned about her in the process, he wasn’t going to apologize for taking the necessary steps to ensure her safety.
To say that the details of Paige's trauma had been difficult to take was the understatement of the century. What had surprised Lucian
