dr

dre

g at her phone like it was a forei

ll see you

ra replied

her coat pockets before musterin

ad a weakness for older brooding men, but was deeply in love with Bryan at that time so she ignore him-his hair was more

unshaven, rugged look only added to his already imposing aura. Andrea swallowed

er before he eventually gave up with an exasperating sigh, "I'm so

ndrea Trace." Andrea supplied,

n it tried

emembrance. "Of course, that's

o

verly bright smile, sliding her h

e on her heels -a habit she

steadied herself, his thoughtful frown blended

d before deflating under Lucien's kno

ed the corners of the elevator.

Andrea muttered a muted excuse and tried to bolt, only for Lucien's

couple of drinks so I'm a bit....uh...what's that word?" His thick brows furrowed tightly in concentration b

at him - and noticed the faint flush of pink staining his cheeks

he perfect gentleman while his whore of a son, Bryan, fucked one of her

bering her ex-best friend's and her ex- boyfriend's betrayal sent a wave

until she stared into thoughtful deep brown eyes, flashing

t Lucien's long fingers gently bru

s tears? Tell me." he growled, his earlier cheeriness

dled her like she was a delicate, priceless ornament. The co

eaving her uncertai

herself from Lucien's grip and

e expression. Her phone bu

nd she ig

touching the wetness on her face before bringing her wet fingertips to see that sh

square of his handkerchief, urgi

embered that she had given Daisy hers, that

alright,

the way her name rolled out of hi

spite the self-loathing clogging her veins, and the vulnerability

er faltered a bit before remaining firm. "Lucien-Mr. Blackwood. I appreciate your concern but I'm

ouser pocket, gone was his quiet

have nothing to

mile. "Yet, I do. I don't know w

r effects on people." Lucien

y at that. "Goodnig

se, you're my son's girlfriend. Le

ight, Lucien." She felt his piercing gaze on her as she left the elevator and

Daisy asked hesitantly, an uncert

e. "Yes, Daisy. It's all been t

is

s nod in return. "Go

l for what she prayed and hoped was for

e mod in her left coat pocket and closed her fingers ar

ed on the mod before bringing it

ing it through her nostrils and lips simultaneously,

e another meltdown again. Lucien had been gracious enough to accommodate her. Andrea h

t the mere proximity. His aura was electrifying...something she hadn't paid any atten

en quick t

ther to her misfortune and Lucien Blackwood was an uncharted territ

ook a slow drag from her mod, then handed the waiting golden r

gus

on't be necessary

the nicotine from her lungs as she slipped the tip into the valet's shirt pocket. "Bu

began thanking Andrea profound

ntly at his happiness, Andrea peeled away from the Noi

g the phone on the passenger seat, she focused on the drive back to Amara

eemed. She wanted to crawl into a hole and lick her wounds in peace. She

inutes later, Andrea ascended the flight of stairs leading to t

oice asked throu

z me