Lucien
I sit in behind my desk, tapping lightly on the fine wood. My eyes are distant, thinking of nothing but that one little faery that has upended my world– Lyanna Sanders.
As the days go by, it's getting harder to control the growing desires I feel.
If it were up to me, I would lock Lucas somewhere far away from me– he's the cause of all this, but then unfortunately I have to live with it.
The door to my study pushes open, and I look up.
My jaw almost drops.
She's on a nightgown, a freaking sheer blue nightgown!
It hugs her body like a second skin, the fabric stopping just before her knees. I let my eyes trail it up to her chest, which seems to be screaming for more space.
"You wanted to work?" Her voice snaps me out of my thinking.
My eyes meet her face. Her chestnut brown hair falls around her messily, covering her eyes. Her small nose perches cutely on her face.
How come I never noticed it?
