The handle rotated around slowly.
My heart pounded in my ribcage.
When the study door opened, I picked up the folder right up and put it back where I had found it.
Lucian walked in.
He was instantly fixated on me.
It was as if no one moved for one split second.
Then he turned his head towards the open drawer next to me.
Silence.
Heavy.
Dangerous.
I straightened myself up.
Lucian slipped the door quietly behind himself.
“You're in my study,” he said in a calm manner.
Too calmly.
I looked him in his eyes, still struggling to calm down.
“You lied to me.”
His expression didn’t change.
However, his eyes opened up at once.
Lucian moved into the room.
“What did you take?”
I almost laughed.
Not because it was a joke.
Even today, it was his first thought.
Not why I was here.
