##Chapter 8
Have It Or Ruin It
Michelle's POV.
“W-what?” I stuttered, acting innocent.
“Meet me at the living room” Lucian left the kitchen immediately he said.
I sighed heavily knowing nothing good will come out of the conversation, I still want to believe in myself.
I went to the living room and sat across from him watching him as he sat with his legs crossed and his hair were loose but that only beautified his face.
I wanted to continue checking him out, but then the worries in my heart became more heavy.
“What did you have to say?” I asked, not wanting to be around him for a long time.
“We shall have a proper discussion, but I want you to know that you will be having a dinner meeting with me tonight in my ancestral mansion” he said not even caring about my approval.
“What?
