*Lucian*
I stand at the window in my bedchamber, staring out at the night. I bathed earlier and now wear nothing except a silk robe. I hoped the warm bath would bring slumber, but I never sleep well here. To make matters worse, I can’t stop thinking about Evangeline being in the next room. What possessed me to give in to her demands and allow her to accompany me?
I don’t think she will be in danger. I feel quite confident that I can handle Riverdale. But it’s been reckless to bring her. Even more so when I consider the truth of it: I want her near.
She brought me into this situation and should face it with me.
Oh, if only my reasons were that selfless. But no, they are completely selfish. Once I see to Riverdale, my portion of our arrangement will be completed, and Evangeline will beco
