Lucius' P.O.V.I had always been a free bird. I flew wherever I wanted, however I wanted, and with whoever I wanted. No limits, no answering to anyone, and no wasting my energy on emotional attachments or unnecessary ties.That was my life—this thrilling life I had either been fortunate or cursed to
"Not here, but in Cameria. My daughter lives here. She works in construction," Maria answered smoothly.Marianne studied Maria's face carefully, clearly not buying the explanation right away. But eventually, she seemed to accept it."Construction? Could it be in the annex projects that Fairmount Cor
"Uncle, why are you so mean to Mr. Liam? Do you enjoy him always scolding you for being so cruel?" Sara asked.I'd love to ignore the fact that Lennon's daughter was calling me "uncle". That was an emotional bond I'd rather not have, yet it was one I was stuck with. When Sara first joined the family
Lucius' P.O.V.I'd given her the wedding she wanted, fulfilled her every wish, and even gone as far as to give her exclusive rights to my body. Marianne had no reason to complain about me, but I, on the other hand, had plenty of complaints about her—starting with her insistence on not separating fro
"Are we really married, or is this just a dream?" Marianne asked, her eyes closed, and reeking of alcohol.“When did you get like this? I left you alone for less than an hour, and I find you like this. You didn’t need to drink so much tonight, Marianne,” I scolded her, feeling ridiculous for even tr
I cursed myself a thousand times over. Women weren't supposed to be a weakness for me—I was supposed to be their weakness. But with Marianne, it was... it was different.Maybe it was because we shared so many similar scars, or because the person responsible for some of them was the same. We had a co
It was another morning where the world was spinning behind my closed eyelids. I opened them with difficulty, the light making my headache worse. I woke up in a white bed.There was a strange feeling in my mouth, so I salivated and spat out… a piece of a rose petal. Not only did that surprise me, but
"Did you read the itinerary I sent you earlier this week?" I asked, trying to get him to talk."I glanced at it," he responded, disinterested and focused on his phone."What did you think? Did you like it? Have you visited these places before?"He released a heavy sigh and looked at me, clearly anno