Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Norah’s Perspective

Lucien’s gaze was intense as he studied me carefully.

I casually flicked my hair over my shoulder and said, “It’s just a few minor issues—I can manage them on my own.”

“Are you absolutely sure about that?” he asked, concern flickering in his eyes.

I withdrew my hand from his grasp and took a step back, steadying myself. “Positive. But tell me, since when did you start playing bodyguard?”

He parted his lips as if to reply, but no words came out.

***

The dinner party had been only a partial success; though I had made some progress, I still needed to win over my teacher, Mrs. Clémentine.

The following morning, I drove myself to the outskirts of the city, where her estate stood behind tall iron gates.

I waited outside, my heart pounding with a mix of hope and anxiety.

After a while, the butler appeared and coldly informed me, “Madam says she does not wish to see that useless student.”

I had expected her refusal, but the sting was no less sharp.

I handed the butler a small black box containing some clothes. “Please tell her this is my response.”

***

Back in my apartment, the faint scent of whiskey lingered in the air.

Lucien was leaning casually against the bar, scrolling through some files with a cigar balanced between his fingers.

“I sent Damian a little gift,” he said without looking up.

Curious, I kicked off my heels and asked, “What kind of gift?”

He finally met my eyes, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “Norah, if I tell you, how do you plan to repay me?”

I stared at him for a moment, then smiled slyly.

Barefoot, I walked toward him, slowly unbuttoning my shirt as I closed the distance.

***

The fire burning in Lucien’s eyes darkened, and he leaned in just a fraction.

As my collar slipped down, revealing my bare shoulders and chest, Lucien accidentally knocked over the whiskey glass and cigar on the table, their scents mingling in the air.

I halted, hastily buttoning my shirt back up and turning away. “Forget it. I don’t need your help right now.”

I headed toward the bedroom, but before I could reach it, Lucien suddenly stood and spun me around, pressing me firmly against the wall, trapping me in his arms.

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