A terrifying thought struck me. Was he going to torture me to death? Lucian had always been ruthless, but when had he become this twisted?
Cold sweat broke out across my back. When the door opened and Lucian walked in, every nerve in my body tightened. Fear forced me into submission again.
"Hitting Selene was my fault, but I was set up. I didn't post anything online. You can check my phone. I can die, but you can't torture me."
Lucian walked to the bed, unhurried. He removed his watch, then his suit jacket, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the firm lines of his forearms.
I panicked. Tears fell uncontrollably.
He glanced at my tear-streaked face, frowned, then let out a cold laugh.
"Scared now? You were bold enough when you were insulting me. Come on. If you don't want me to tortu
