The name is Lucian Addain

“Lily, have your meal,” voiced a man who was sitting at a long chair around the dining table. Facing him, Lily was sitting on the other end of the table. There were variety of cuisines placed over the table and two maids were standing beside him.

“I do not want to eat,” Lily proclaimed. She was confused seeing the surroundings. “Who are you? It has been a week but you did not tell your name,” Lily opined. 

“The name is Lucian Addain. Only you have the right to call me by my name, Lily,” Lucian huskily said and smirked at the same time. 

“Let me go. I do not belong here,” Lily sternly said. Lucian’s eyes turned blood red and he stood up from the chair. He came near Lily as his tall figure hovered over her, both hands on the shoulder. Lily lifted her head up to meet his gaze. 

Lucian grabbed Lily’s chin using his two fingers. “You cannot leave this place. You are mine and I am yours,” Lucian stressed his words. Lily knitted her brows and slapped