Page 22 of Property of Lucian

Chapter 14

Haylee

“That’s what I should be leaving you.”

My head snapped up. I saw him standing in the doorframe with a masked expression. I couldn’t pinpoint if he was happy that I had discovered the letter or not. A tightness pulled on my stomach as I saw a darkness cover his eyes as he looked be drinking me in.

“I thought I could let you go, but once I saw that completed tattoo, I knew I couldn’t . . . nor did I want to.” He moved into the bathroom, his eyes holding mine. “Check the other pocket.”

My hands shook as I checked the other pocket. My fingers felt metal and as I pulled them out, I saw they were metal handcuffs.

“When you got that tattoo you agreed to being mine, correct?”

I gulped but nodded my head.

“You agreed when I made a claim on you, that you would obey me.” He paused in front of me, his hands going to the towel. “If you are mine, then why are you covered?” And with that, he pulled on the towel and it dropped down, pooling at my feet. “Hands.”

I extended my hands and watched as his eyes hovered on the tattoo on my right hand. Pride mixed with an emotion I couldn’t pinpoint swirled in his eyes.

I heard the buzzing of his phone in his pocket, and I couldn’t help but feel disappointed. He muttered that he would be there soon.

“Everything okay?” I asked then bit my tongue. I shouldn’t have asked that. It was none of my business.

He looked me up and down. “We will have to do this another night . . . shit’s happening at the club.” He picked up his clothes. “Get dressed, and put something warm on, it’s cold.” His eyes then widened as the words slipped off his tongue and I knew why—those words proved he cared about me.

I nodded my head, not telling him that those simple words sent a chill of smoothness through my body, knowing the man I was now claimed to wasn’t completely cold-hearted.

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