Lucien POV
I watched her storm into her building, back straight, fists clenched, heels clicking sharply against the pavement. She didn’t look back. Not even once.
Ouch.
It hurt to see her so angry, and it hurt even more knowing I was the reason. I stayed on the curb a moment longer, letting her disappear behind the door. My chest tightened, a low growl curling in my throat.
She thought she had escaped me, but I knew I would be the only thing on her mind tonight.
The memory of our fight replayed in my head like a taunt. The tension. The kiss that had gone too far. The taste of her when my tongue slid between her thighs. Every heated inch of our time together in my home burned behind my eyes.
The way her eyes had widened when she saw my bloodied knuckles. The way her body had responded
