Lucien's POV
I didn't mean to startle her, somehow something in me just wanted to. I swear I felt it, the way her body jerks at my touch. Her breath quivering as I inch closer and her scent. Gosh, so divine. My eyes skim lazily through her room, while she goes about her business in the rest room. I don't look to much, when my gaze catches to a brown envelope, on her dressing table.
Beside the envelope is a letter that is carefully folded. Inquisitively, I walk to the table. There I see it, the inscription on the letter. To Lucien. To me, my brows knit with concern. I pick up both the envelope and the paper. I'm studying each of them, flipping then front and back.
I let my curiosity get the better side of me. I unfold the paper and what I see next leaves me in complete disbelief.
"To
