Camille's POV
Lucian shoved me roughly into an empty room, locked the door behind him, and pinned me against the wall. One of his hands clamped around my throat.
"So, is this your new trick? Thinking this is how you make me realize I can't live without you?"
I struggled to pry his fingers away just enough to breathe, meeting his gaze with a cold stare.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Lucian leaned in closer, his voice low and dangerous.
"Like that time you faked being kidn*pped to lure me out, only for nothing to happen. You really think putting yourself in 'danger' makes me care more, Camille?"
My heart felt like it was being squeezed; the pain was so sharp I could barely catch my breath.
He actually thought that nightmare was a stunt I pulled?
One morning, Rowan had throw
