Lucien’s pov- “Your being serious?” she asked hesitantly. With the look on her face right now she looks like a cat being forced into the rain. “don’t tell me you still get seasick?” I smirked remembering her vomiting over me and everyone else that had been stuck on the yacht our parents had taken us on as kids. “Well, I wouldn’t know Lucien, I haven’t been on a boat since I was like ten” she hissed at me. I smirked, biting my lip to hold back my obvious amusement at her expense. “Come on, I’m sure you will be fine. we can’t exactly go very far” I motioned out to the lake in front of us. “Do you even know how to drive this thing?” she asked sceptically. “Sail maria, sail this thing” I corrected “And yes would I own it if I couldn’t?” I paired my smirk with a raised brow earning a straight-faced sulk of a look in response. If I have any chance of getting her on this b

Lucien’s pov-“I told Lorenzo and Diego that I’m leaving, and they shut me down” she let me in, her face scrunched in what looked like pain at her own words.This was really affecting her, hell the site of her going from laughter to crying in only minutes was affecting me. I hated it. I fucking hated the sight.I stayed quiet allowing her to get anything she had on her chest out.“I get that they want me to be safe” “But I just don’t understand why they make it out to be so hard. Why can’t I just disappear? fake my death or something. Why is it so hard to make that happen? If people think I’m dead, then there won’t be any dangers for me to have to hide from. To need to be protected from” she looked me dead in the eye.“I just want a normal life, where I don’t have to fear. I’m tired of waiting around to see if th

Maria's POV- Slipping my feet into my black high heels, I was officially ready to go. Well, I was physically ready to leave, I say physically because although I was dressed, make-up done and hair flowing loose? I was feeling un-easy and on edge, the only thing on my mind was Lucien and I was beyond anxious to see him. he has still not made an attempt to let me know that he had arrived home safe. I was beginning to feel that the situation between us was affecting me way more than it was him, maybe he had sought out comfort from a woman on his business travels and was finding it way easier to get by with the day-to-day activities than I was. I know he has no obligations to me anymore and I know I have repeated this to myself multiple times but I was in fact so uncontrollably affected by it, I was in fact angry, pissed the fuck off that he had not came to see me yet and as much as this dress makes me feel powerfully beautiful, it could not ease the whirling thou

“This is bad” Aimee whispered. “No shit, your eyes are blood shot” I laughed aloud as she giggled going from panic to amusement in two point one seconds. “No, but seriously, Aimee” I warned as we reached the top of the last set of stairs and I watched as she visibly straightened her posture out, her back ironing out flat as she tilted her head higher. I glanced down the staircase to see Lorenzo talking to Marcel animatedly as he looked to his phone in frustration whilst Diego and Lucien talked with a man in an all-black suit. I cracked my knuckles fidgeting nervously as my eyes took in his appearance. He was handsome as always, slicked back hair, and all black suit. It seemed to be a theme tonight, All the men at the bottom of the stairs were wearing matching jet black dress pants, dress shirt and tie. “I can’t do this” I breathed out before Aimee tugged my hand almost making me trip on the top stair

Maria’s pov- I watched Aimee from my spot by the bar. She was fitting perfectly into Lorenzo’s world. She was enjoying herself with a bright smile, she looked so genuinely happy beside my brother. I sighed aloud, taking a large gulp of my champaign. No matter how ecstatic I was for Aimee and Lorenzo, and I was happy for them, I just could not sit and watch their romantic exchanges and loving glances when I was feeling so alone. I was selfish, instead of enjoying this moment for my brother and friend I was sulking in the corner like a scorned child. This sucked, it truly fucking sucked. I shot the last of my champagne, it was only my second glass, so I was yet to feel the effect. I needed to cut this shit out and plaster a smile upon my face for the sake of my family. They at least deserved to enjoy themselves without looking at my ugly frown. I glanced around the room looking for no one in particular. Who am I kidding? That w