"I said no."
Lucien stared at me. Neither of us moved for a second, the two words still hanging between us like they hadn't finished landing.
Then his expression changed. He wasn't angry anymore. He just looked serious, in a way that unsettled me more than the anger had.
"Go upstairs."
I almost laughed. "Seriously?"
"Now, Elena."
"No."
I turned toward the door, done arguing, ready to keep looking for answers on my own. I barely took two steps before his hand closed around my arm.
"Let go."
"No."
I looked back at him, my whole body going rigid under his grip. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
His hand tightened.
"Lucien, let go of me."
"I'm not arguing with you."
"Then stop grabbing me!"
I yanked my arm, hard enough that it should have worked. He didn't budge.
"Where are you goi
