Loving Lucian ✅

Chapter Thirty Eight

Lucian insisted for Johannes to drive us both home since we walked to work this morning, just so Lucian could hold me in the car. He locked us in our bedroom and just kept me in his arms all day long, never even needing to get up, but I did because of my constant need to pee.

We were just normal, for a day. I pushed everything behind me temporarily, and I think that as long as I didn't let the next few days bother me right then, then he'd forget it as well. But then the next day occurred, and I started to get anxiety. Which sent me right back to ignoring and avoiding him again.

I didn't even go to work that morning. I had to wait for my call with Dean, so he could tell what I have to do.

I made sure Jann and Amos were downstairs and staying downstairs, and I locked the bedroom door before sitting on the bed, still in anxious patience. Then the phone rang.

I picked it up in two seconds, and uttered a nervous, "hello?"

"You're a very, very intelligent girl. I've known that since I first fell in love with your image. But then you told of us. And you screwed me over—"

"You screwed yourself over." I cut him off, getting choked up. "Talk to me like that again and they're dead. Can I get an apology, sweetheart?" It was cute when Lucian called me that, but I didn't like it from him.

"I'm sorry, Dean." I say, putting as much fake enthusiasm in my words as I can. "That's better. Now the first thing I want you to do. Get dressed, if you aren't already. Then, I want you to go to Monte L, to Lucian's office. And lastly, I want you to give your ring back to him. Tell him, you cannot marry him, because your relationship is over. And don't even think I'm going to let you continue working there."

"No! Please, no, anything but that, Dean, please. It'll break his heart, I can't do that." I was already horribly sobbing just thinking about it, I'd never seen Lucian cry, and didn't ever want to. "Hellooo? You've broken up with three people who really, really love you. Or loved. If my princess decided that she's too good for me, then she's too good for anybody. Especially her little bitch with money. You've hurt enough people already, one more will kill you, especially one you 'love'. So. Go. And. Dump. Him. You have 90 minutes." And with that, he hung up.

I cried into my hands, and like the man had telepathy, Lucian called me. I declined the call and cleared my throat, hoping I could clear this up later in a place that isn't bugged or being watched. I got up and grabbed my coat and put on my turquoise rain boots because I liked them. I went into the study and grabbed a copy of a resignation letter and signed it, then I wiped my tears and rushed out of the house, not even saying goodbye to the men. I walked slowly to Monte L, I could literally feel my heart breaking at what I had to do. But if I didn't do it, he would die. And I can't have another death on my shoulders.

I put my hood low over my head, I avoided the agents when they tried to close in on me and ignored their calls. Because I knew Dean was watching. I didn't know where he was, but I know he's somewhere getting a front row seat for the moment I die before he can even touch me.

I reached the workplace, and I went straight upstairs with my eyes glued to the floor. Lucas questioned me three times, but I ignored him and opened Lucian's door. His gorgeous, and I mean gorgeous, milky caramel eyes darted up at me with an accompanying smile, but it soon faded at how much of a wreck I looked like. "Peyton, I thought you were taking a day off, what's wrong?"

I stood behind my desk in front of his and squeezed my eyes shut, trying so hard not to crumble. "Lucian, I'm so, so sorry, but..." My voice was shaky, every word that built up to the main point making it harder for me to breathe. "I-I c-can't—"