Lucien’s POV
I was up at dawn working in my study. The sky outside the large windows was still a dark, smoky grey, the sun barely peeking over the high stone walls of the estate. I sat at my desk, the glow from my laptop screencasting sharp dark across the dark mahogany wood.
My head of security had called me an hour ago to confirm that Jason’s bail was set super high. Because of the mountain of digital tracking data and the extortion files my legal team had submitted, the judge wasn't playing around. He was stuck behind bars for a very long time, completely unable to touch my wife or threaten her family ever again.
It was a victory. The threat was handled, and the trap worked perfectly. But even with Jason locked away in a cell downtown, my mind was still completely restless.
I could
