Emery’s pov.
Magda—one of the housekeepers directed me to a room that would be called mine from now on ,and handed me the keys . “Thank you, Magda.” I grinned.
“You’re welcome. If you need anything, feel free to call me,” she winked at me in a friendly manner.
I barely made it five steps towards the door of my room before I sighted Lucas stepping out of the door that led to what looks like an office looking unhappy.
He turned abruptly at me . “Emery,” his gaze sharpened as he strides towards me .
I sighed under my breath before responding. “Lucas.”
He didn’t say anything, instead he took me by one hand and steered me towards a corner by the hallway’s edge. For the first time, Lucas didn’t mind that we were together in an open space.
“Excuse me? What’s up with you?” I said, narr
