Chapter 80. His Mistress

As I stirred from my slumber, a heaviness lingered in my limbs, dragging me back into consciousness.

Blinking against the dim light filtering through the curtains, I surveyed the room, recognition dawning slowly. I was back in the familiar confines of the room I had woken up in earlier, surrounded by boxes packed with my belongings from the Black mansion.

How i had gotten here i couldn't tell as the last i remember was of me falling asleep in the car, maybe the guard had brought me up here but i thought i can save it was Lucas himself.

Lucas would be too angry if another man touched me so it had to be him, i didn't know what to say or that, at least he cared about me.

With a groan, I pushed myself up from the bed, the weight of exhaustion clinging to me like a suffocating blanket. Glancing at the clock on the wall, its hands pointed accusingly at the hour, reminding me of my tardiness. It was only four in the evening , which means I had slept for more than five hour