LOGINChapter twelveSerena’s povAcross the table, Octavia took another bite, then another, and judging by the fact that she wasn't making a face or reaching for holy water, I assumed that counted as a compliment. It was probably the closest thing the woman offered to praise without a signed contract and written notice, and I would take it.The woman dabbed her lips with a napkin before settling back into her chair, and the look she gave me next felt strangely calculating, almost as though she was moving pieces around a chessboard only she could see."At least one young woman in this house understands where a woman's value begins."Ah.
Chapter elevenSerena's POVI was setting a table for a circus family, and honestly, I deserved a medal for it. There was a pig, a junior pig, an upcoming stripper, a drug addict pretending to be a nun, an anti-prodigal son with anger issues the size of a continent, and then there was the mysterious queen mother herself; Octavia Draven. If patience was truly a virtue, then by now I should have qualified for sainthood. Unfortunately, I preferred champagne to halos, and revenge to forgiveness.Lord knows how I managed to finish the dish after the melodrama that took place in the kitchen earlier. Between Lucien standing entirely too close, my heart forgetting its job description, and that blonde menace appearing in his shirt looking like she had spent the night exactly where I feared she had, the entire morning felt like a badly written soap opera. The worst part wasn't even seeing her. The worst part was the fact that I cared enough to be annoyed.Which was ridiculous.Why do you care,
Chapter tenLucien's pov She was a fucking mess, and somehow that only made her more dangerous. Standing there with flour dusting her cheeks and irritation practically dripping from every word that left her mouth, Serena looked nothing like the polished woman my father paraded around in public, yet I couldn't stop looking at herWe were standing far too close for my own good, close enough to see the tiny crease between her brows whenever she got annoyed, close enough to notice the way her lips parted whenever she was about to argue, and close enough to kiss her if either one of us made a stupid decision."Babe!"Fuck.The voice cut through the tension like a knife. Serena reacted before I did, her head snapping toward the doorway while surprise flashed across her face before she quickly buried it. I followed her gaze and immediately felt a headache forming. Chantel, of course it had to be Chantel. The woman stormed into the kitchen like she owned the place, her heels clicking furiou
Chapter nineSerena's POVThe nightmare found me again, which honestly wasn't surprising because it always did. It didn't matter how soft the mattress was, how expensive the sheets felt against my skin, or how large Cassian's mansion happened to be, sleep always dragged me back to the same place; flashing lights, greedy eyes, fake smiles and men with enough money to buy the world but not enough decency to deserve any part of it. The memories chased me through the darkness until I finally jerked awake, my chest rising sharply as I struggled to catch my breath while sweat clung to my skin.For a moment, I simply sat there, then looked beside me, and as always, Cassian was still asleep.The pig slept like a newborn baby while everyone around him suffered.I stared at him for a few seconds longer before rolling my eyes and climbing out of bed. If I stayed in that room any longer, I might actually commit a crime before breakfast.The cold water from the bathroom sink helped clear my though
Chapter eightSerena's pov I had barely gotten out of the bathroom when Cassian walked into the room. The scent of his cologne arrived before he did, making my stomach tighten immediately. I ignored him and headed straight for the closet, pretending he wasn't there, pretending the image of him with another woman wasn't still playing repeatedly inside my head. Unfortunately, Cassian had never been a man who understood boundaries. The moment I reached for my nightdress, I felt him behind me, his hands settling on my waist as his lips brushed the side of my neck."I'm not in the mood for this, Cassian," I said firmly, pulling away before he could continue. My voice was calm, but every nerve in my body felt stretched thin, and the last thing I wanted was his hands on me after what I had seen.His expression darkened slightly as he watched me move away. "Why? We're engaged, Serena. How long are you going to keep starving me?"A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. If only he knew.
Chapter sevenSerena's POVI wanted to end the kiss, I really did, but the problem was that every sensible thought inside my head seemed determined to abandon me the longer I remained trapped in that moment. My back was pressed against the door, my pulse was racing far too fast for my liking, and Lucien had somehow turned the simple act of standing close into something dangerous. The worst part wasn't that he had kissed me, the worst part was that I liked it. God, why did I like it? Why did everything about him feel like a problem I should run from and yet couldn't stop looking at? Every plan I had carefully built over the years suddenly felt distant, buried beneath the warmth of his presence and the frustration of knowing I was losing control.Then, just when I found myself wanting more than I should, just when I forgot for a split second who he was and who I was supposed to be, Lucien pulled away.The arrogant bastard actually pulled away.For a moment, neither of us spoke. His e
Chapter six Serena’s POVThe moment Paulo’s attention lingered on me a second too long, I already knew exactly what kind of trouble I was dealing with, the kind that smiled politely while mentally undressing you in public and still had the audacity to call it family bonding, so I tilted my head s
Chapter 5Serena's POVThe engagement party was finally coming to an end, and if there was one thing I had learned tonight, it was that pretending to be in love was far more exhausting than actually being in love. My cheeks hurt from smiling, my feet hurt from standing, and my social battery had b
Chapter fourSerena's POVThe door suddenly swung open.I barely had enough time to realize what was happening before the woman standing inside froze. Her eyes widened as they landed on Lucien and me, taking in the closeness between us, his body trapping mine against the wall and my hands still pr
Chapter 3Serena’s povThe moment Lucien stepped into the room, every ounce of peace inside me vanished.I could still remember those hands on my body from last night; the way his voice sounded against my ear. The way he touched me was like he already owned every sinful part of me, and now he was







