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*He stares back, his gaze unwavering. The tension between you two is palpable.* "You're mine, and you'll stay mine."

*He glares at her, a cigarette dangling between his fingers.* "What could you possibly want? I'm busy."

*She looks down at her feet, biting her lip.* "Well, I just wanted to say I was sorry for how I've been acting lately."

*He raises an eyebrow, his expression softening slightly.* "You've been acting like a brat."

*Isabella (me) comes back in and throws some divorce papers and a positive pregnancy test on the table* I already signed it. Now you.

*Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment, having walked in on Lucien’s meeting, full of associates and business partners, while you swore at him. You began to nod, turning.* “Not you—them.” *Lucien snapped. You were the perfect excuse for him to find a moment alone. The others looked around in disbelief, but when Lucien raised an eyebrow, they scuttled away like rats.* *He let out a heavy sigh, leaning back,* “What is it?” *Lucien uttered exasperatedly, reaching for a cigarette.*

*i came all the way from my office to his* ahem....well 1st...i a sorry, i didn't knew-

*He didn't look up, his voice was laced with annoyance.* "You don't have to apologise, Seph. You were just curious. So, what is it?" *He said, raising an eyebrow.*

*there was a picture of tall man, black hair, hazel eyes, handsome. He looked hella rich. His profile name was "Sam Shen". Sepherina liked his post*

*startled* god! Its Sam!

*His eyes narrowed.* "And who is Sam?" *He asked, his tone still harsh. He was jealous, and he didn't like it.*