~Aiyana~
Lucien stood in the entrance like he owned the place, which, knowing him, he probably did.
His gaze dropped to where Tobias had been holding my hands just seconds ago, then it slid back up to my face.
"I asked a question."
Tobias, the absolute madman, didn't even flinch.
"We were laughing," he said, reaching for his champagne like Lucien hadn't just walked in looking ready to commit murder. "People do that sometimes. It's this thing where you open your mouth and happy sounds come out. It's very therapeutic. You should try it."
Lucien didn't obviously find it funny. "You told me you eloped."
"I told you we were in Bali." Tobias said, taking a slow sip. "Clearly, I lied. We're in a boutique. Surprise."
"Tobias."
"Lucien."
They stared at each other, one radiating cold fury
