CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

LUCIEN'S POV-

Wrapping a towel around my waist I left the bathroom to see María standing by the door, I guess talking to Aimee. 

"I wasn't sure on what to pick out, I hope I got it correct" A male voice followed. 

Furrowing my eyebrows I walked to the door seeing the male voice was in fact David, He worked for Lorenzo he was his youngest man at twenty years old. 

"You have ten seconds to move your eyes from her" I spat coldly. Growing pissed that his eyes were on her when she wore nothing but a towel. 

 "LUCIEN" María scolded with a frown. 

I took hold of María's upper arm pulling her in from the doorway as I stood in front of her, blocking her from David's line of sight.

Why the fuck is he here? I sent Aimee to get María's clothes for a reason, that reason being she needed underwe