Lucien's face was dark with anger. She could have said he was her boyfriend. Instead, she chose to call him her brother.
Then again, there was their contract. To Claire, their relationship was just that—a contract.
Thinking about this, Lucien couldn't muster any semblance of a smile.
His expression turned icy.
He hated the idea that Claire didn't truly belong to him.
This realization fueled his possessiveness, pushing him to the brink of losing control. He despised feeling this way.
Claire, on the other hand, had no idea what he was angry about.
Lucien clenched his fists, trying to keep his temper in check. "Stay away from that woman."
He didn't want to unleash his frustration on Claire because of his own selfish desires.
"What?! Are you trying to control who I can be friends with
