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His hand tightened around mine. “Please, allow me.”
“Thank you.”
Lucien opened his mouth to say something else, but he
was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. “Excuse me,
chérie.”
As he moved away, I caught sight of Maddox again. Our
eyes met, and I stopped breathing. His gaze was dark, and
his jaw was clenched so tightly that I wondered if it’d crack
under the pressure. I could see the ticks in his sharp jaw as
he gritted his teeth. His face – I didn’t know how to
describe it. Anger made his eyes appear darker, almost
deadly. A shadow loomed over his face, his expression
almost threatening. There was a predatory feel in his glare
as he watched me closely.
He constantly pushed me away, putting more and more
distance between us. Why was he so angry now? I couldn’t
tell. I. Couldn’t. Think. Especially when he stared at me like
this.
Maddox was maddening. He pulled and pushed; he loved
and hated. I always thought I understood him better than
anyone else. But right now, he confused the hell out of me.
“Lila.” My eyes snapped away from Maddox, and I
looked at Lucien. He was apparently done with his phone
call, and his attention was back on me. Before I could pull
away, he gripped my hand in his once more. “If you need
anything while you are in Paris, please call me. I could take
you sightseeing. I know many beautiful places.”
He let go of my hand, and I turned my palm over to see
his business card. Smooth trick, Mr. Frenchman. “Umm,
thank you.”
Lucien leaned down and quickly placed a chaste kiss on
both my cheeks before pulling away. “Au revoir, chérie.”
I didn’t watch him leave. All my attention was on the
man sitting beside me. He took a large gulp of his drink.
“He likes you,” he said, once Lucien was out of hearing
range.