The mansion was huge, but it was just her and that crazy robot rattling around inside.
By the third day, Lucie was about to lose it. She felt like she was going stir-crazy, trapped within these four walls.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Mr. Heath, welcome home.”
Finally, the front door swung open.
Steven walked in, arms loaded with shopping bags.
“Put these in the fridge,” he said.
The robot answered, “Okay.”
The second Lucie saw Steven, her whole chest tightened with anger. She glared at him, voice sharp as a blade. “Steven, you’re finally back. Why are you keeping me here? What do you want from me?”
Steven shot her that infuriating, smug grin, shrugged off his suit jacket, and tossed it on the sofa.
“Babe, this isn’t imprisonment. I’m protecting you.”
Lucie lost it. She lunged at him, clawing and hitting. “You’re crazy! Let me out! Let me out right now!”
“You jerk! Why are you doing this to me?”
Steven just stood there, letting her hit him, not even flinching. He didn’t budge until her arms gave out and she was left panting, out of strength.
“Feel better now?” he asked.
Lucie’s eyes burned with fury. “Steven, you’re about to marry someone else, so why are you still keeping me here?”
Steven’s eyes went dark, his expression turning cold. He took a step closer. “I’m marrying Bria because I promised her I’d never let her down.”
“That’s my promise. I have to marry her and take care of her for the rest of her life. I can’t break my word. I can’t fail her.”
Lucie’s heart twisted tighter. “Then go love her! Why won’t you leave me alone?”
He let out a shaky breath, moving even closer, cupping her face gently in his hands. “Because I love you, Lucie. I want you.”
There was something wild in his eyes. His breathing was getting heavy.
Lucie panicked, stumbling back. “Don’t touch me. If you do, I swear I’ll kill myself right in front of you.”


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