Chapter 73. Roses

"What? They just let you in here because you're Lucien Vercetti?"

"Not solely why, but that's part of it. I told them I wanted to surprise my fiancee with gifts."

"That's not a good enough reason, I could use this place..."

"Bunny," He cut her short mid threat. "You won't even hug me? It's been days."

"Why will I hug you? I'm still angry at you." She snapped and noticed his gaze drop, the corners of his mouth twitching faintly before settling into a thin, unreadable line.

The light in his eyes dimmed, but he said nothing. Anna felt horrible for what she said after witnessing that. Not knowing what else to do, she snatched the flowers from him and turned away quickly, pretending to inspect them. Her fingers trembled around the stems, and her throat tightened with guilt.

"I'm not VERY angry anymore." she mumbled, eyes still on the bouquet. "