I need you to F**k me

Emberlynn's gaze flickered around the dark room. It was so like Lucian, masculine and possessing a very dark aura like him. It was also surprisingly cold, even though Lucian was more in the middle, cold and hot; she believed the room could be hot too if it were made so.

Lucian clicked a switch, and light from the chandeliers flooded the room, illuminating everywhere.

Emberlynn relaxed briefly. She was still confused as to why he had brought her to his room. Well, the room was meant for both of them, as he had once told her. She didn't think he had the intention of doing something nasty to her because she wanted answers, and he had promised to provide her with one.

"Now, do I get to know what exactly you are hiding from me?" she asked him, and Lucian sighed.

His shoulders were slouched, and he opened his mouth before closing it. It felt as though whatever he wanted to tell her was too heavy for him to say. She had never seen him at a loss for words until now.

"Then, I shouldn't be here