Diana's POV:
The drive to Lucian's house was quiet, leaving me pleasantly lost in my thoughts.
His house was somewhat secluded, surrounded by large tall trees. The whole aesthetic of it was luxury, like something out of a magazine. He parked the car and we got out. He held my hand and led me to the front door and inside the house.
Everywhere was tidy and very neat, the furniture in light tone baroque style. Lucian showed me to my room, and for a moment I felt a twinge of disappointment that it wasn't his room.
"Are you going to be okay?" I asked him after he had shown me around.
"I'll be fine," He said and kissed my forehead. "If I do lose control, you have nothing to fear. I won't harm you."
"I know you won't." I won't think about the first time. That was a mistake.
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