The phone went dead, and the silence that followed was deafening. Rose stood frozen, her whole body trembling as she saw Lucas lowered the phone slowly. Her body shook so badly she could barely breathe. The look on Lucas’s face made her heart stop. His jaw tightened, his eyes hard as ice.
“Is this what you really do?” he asked in a low, dangerous voice. “Give information out about me?”
Rose’s lips parted, but no words came. Her throat felt dry, and her heart was beating so fast it hurt. She met his cold stare, eyes wide with fear.
“No… I swear, Lucas,” she whispered. “I don’t do such things. I’d never—”
“Then care to explain this?” Lucas’s voice cut through hers like a blade. He stood abruptly, fury flashing behind his calm expression. Before Rose could speak again, he grabbed the vase
