It was already past midnight. 12:13 a.m. to be exact.
I layed in bed, completely naked, the sheets barely covering my thighs as I stared at the ceiling. My body still ached from earlier, but my mind... my mind was busy wandering places it shouldn’t.
Lucian’s words from earlier echoed in my head.
"She’s not anything s****l to me... she’s my business partner."
Was he lying? Or was he actually telling the truth?
I scoffed.
Men lie. Especially men like Lucian Vale.
He probably said that just to f**k me without drama. Ugh. Typical. Rich men and their lies.
And yet… I found myself feeling something I hated: Jealousy. Burning, bitter jealousy. That woman...all elegant and beautiful with her perfect legs and that smug little smile, but damn she is so beautiful that I started to question my
