Chapter 52. My Lucian

Cercei's POV

Lucian leaned casually against the hood of his car, hands nonchalantly tucked into his pockets, his messy hair adding an air of rugged charm. My heart danced to a livelier beat in his presence, pumping vibrant blood streams through my veins.

As I made my way across the street, his gaze locked onto me, his eyes steadily looking at me.

“Hey,” A warm smile curved my lipsved his phone and made a call.

“Leave us,” he commanded, ending the conversation. I glanced around, witnessing the guards beginning to disperse.

Unable to find the words to express my thoughts, I felt utterly bewildered. I trusted him, but at this moment, confusion consumed me. Could I truly place my trust in him? And why on earth were his guards here?

“Why are they here?” I finally managed to