CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Claire's POV

My heart raced as Lucas pulled me close, his words washing over me like a soothing balm. "I promise, I won't let anything like this happen again. No one will ever take you away from me."

I melted into his embrace, letting his strength steady me. In that perfect moment, I almost believed everything would be alright. That we could weather any storm, as long as we had each other.

Reality intruded all too soon in the form of my assistant, Anna. "Ma'am? You have a call..."

Lucas and I jumped apart, heat flooding my cheeks as I felt the curious eyes of my staff on us. I smoothed my skirt with shaking hands, trying to regain some semblance of professionalism.

After a few more awkward exchanges and lingering looks, Lucas and I retreated to my office. The click of the door shutting behind us sounded loud in the charged silence.

"So," I began, busying myself with straightening files on my desk. "When would you like me to start on your design?"

Lucas's fingers caught my chin, gent