THE beat of Lena’s heart became even more fast, dramatic, and sharp. Her daughter’s contorted face greeted her as she pushed Lucian and looked at the little girl standing by the kitchen door.
Lucian let out a small chuckle, walking towards Angel. “What would I do to your beautiful Mama, little brat? Of course, I’m not doing anything.”
Angel frowned. “You are bullying her!”
“I’m not,” Lucian said, shaking his head while squatting in front of Angel.
“You are!” Angel shrieked.
Lena walked towards them in panic. She squatted in front of her daughter, just beside Lucian, who looked at her shamelessly.
“Baby, he’s not bullying me. We’re just talking,” Lena explained softly, but the little girl doesn’t seem convinced.
Lena sighed and looked at Lucian. “I won’t let this guy bully me. I’m s
