Chapter 29- Lucien
I’d sent the men home for the night. Told them to go home to their girlfriends and wives and fuck them senseless. I’d told Ms. Porter to go home as well; she was happy to oblige.
“Miss Simone is good for you,” she had declared as I helped her put on her coat.
“You think so?”
“I haven’t seen you smile so much since you were a child,” she patted my cheeks. “You think I don’t remember how you were a good boy. An altar boy. I told your mother you would become a good man.”
“Thank you, Ms. Porter,” I whispered.
“Goodnight, Lucien,” I watched her head out into the dusk.
The last rays of light were fading.
I’d been wondering where in the hell Simone was for hours, now. She’d finally called with no explanation of her whereabouts.
I’d been worried.
Emotions.
I knew they were so fucking dangerous. They could get me killed but I couldn’t help it.
She made me feel.
I think I was starting to understand both Liam and Valentine, especially Valentin. That man was one of the most cold-blooded motherfuckers I’d ever met, but Astrid had warmed him and to see him with a child. I almost didn’t recognize him.
Nearly twenty minutes had gone by and I was sitting in my office when I heard the rustle of dinner bags and the pups yipping to come to greet Simone.
She had insisted they stay inside with us until they were a little bigger.
“And whose the prettiest baby wolves?”
Peering around a corner and overlooking the foyer, I peered down on her. She had a treat for them.
I cleared my throat and she looked up at me.
“Sorry I’m late,” she offered.
Giving her a smirk, I bounded down the steps to take her into my arms. We starred at each other for a long while.
“I don’t want you to think I’m lying to you about anything,” she said.
My heart dropped into my stomach.
“What is it?”
She moved away and I followed her into the kitchen area. She grabbed a few plates down and we started plating the Chinese food. There were two orders of House Lo Mein and two orders of Crab Rangoons. Simone already knew what I loved to eat when I got Chinese.
After inspecting the bag, I saw it was from Chang’s Diner right around the corner. It had been a selling point when I’d purchased this house.
“I went to see my brother and my father tonight,” she said. “That was what was taking so long.”
I was getting that feeling in the back of my throat. Simone needed to know about my connection to her father.
“About?”
“Honestly?”
