"Jerk... Utter jerk! So annoying and..." Lucian was muttering angrily under his breath, as he walked away from Rowan's room's door.
He was furious. Actually, more than furious- he was hurt. And that feeling was an unfamiliar territory for Lucian Vale.
He was always nonchalant, easygoing, unbothered by what people said or did. Not much really got under his skin like this.
But Rowan's actions and words... Especially those two words; 'Charity case', they had cut deeper than Lucian wanted to admit.
"As if what had happened between us meant nothing to him... That obnoxious jerk!"
"How dare him talk down on me like that?" Lucian gnashed.
At that moment, he had reached the entrance of the hotel, then he happened to glance down and realized he was still holding the bags of clothes he had bought from that expensive boutique under Rowan's name.
"Oh, no!" He quickly stopped in his tracks.
