CHAPTER 3: THE OPENING MOVE
Lucy leaned back slightly, crossing her legs. Her gaze flickered to Enzo.
"You called this meeting," she said smoothly. "And yet, I seem to be looking at an extra face at the table."
Enzo's jaw tightened. He was sweating.
Lucian, however, smiled.
Amused. Unbothered.
"That's because I invited myself," he said, voice low, confident. "I was curious."
Lucy arched a brow. "Curious?"
Lucian tilted his head slightly, watching her like a predator sizing up its prey. "About you."
The air in the room shifted.
Lucy kept her expression unreadable, but she felt the weight of his words. The deliberate challenge behind them.
Anna's fingers twitched by her side. Ready.
Lucian noticed.
And smirked.
Enzo cleared his throat, trying to regain control. "This–this is just business. I didn't think you'd-"
Lucy's gaze snapped to him. Sharp. Unforgiving.
"You didn't think I'd what?" she asked. "Expect a double-cross?"
Enzo flinched. "No. I-"
Lucy exhaled slowly. " Let's make something clear, Enzo." She leaned forward, voice smooth as silk, sharp as knife. "If you waste my time again, I won't be as forgiving".
Silence.
Lucian chuckled softly. "You're enjoying this".
Lucy eyes flicked to him.
His confidence was irritating.
Bur more than that?
It was intriguing.
"I enjoy many things," she murmured.
Lucian smirk deepened. "I'll bet."
Lucy ignored the way Anna stiffened behind her.
Because right now Lucian wasn't her biggest problem.
Enzo was.
And Enzo was about to make a very stupid decision.