Julia
I quickly picked up my phone, searching up the word, only to be directed to an exclusive strip club on the other side of town. My stalker asking to meet was probably the last thing I'd expected from him, but I knew I couldn't pass up the opportunity to find out his identity even when I knew damn well I could be walking directly into a trap.
I realised that the parcel had arrived the day before at the office. Did that mean we were supposed to meet yesterday? God, I hoped that weren't the case.
A small knock on my bedroom door had me frantically shoving both the card and the envelope under my bedding before the door opened.
Lucien stood in the doorway scratching his eyes, his curly hair in disarray as it stood in different directions. I deduced he'd just gotten out of bed.
”Come o
