Since She Met Lucian

Two-thousand-word self-criticism! Nervousness wrecked Amelia as she sat upright immediately and whispered in a shaky voice, "Two-thousand-words? That's too much!" She reasoned, "Besides, it is all about the writer's sincerity which is being expressed in a self-criticism text. It shouldn't matter on the word count."

After listening to Amelia's reasoning, Lucian got up and glanced at her. Then he spoke curtly, "No Amelia, two-thousand-words is too little. If you're talking about writer's sincerity, then it can only be showed through a five-thousand-word self-criticism text."

Soon after saying so, Lucian got off the bed. His face was devoid of any expression.

Amelia eyed Lucian's perfectly sculpted figure. Even with his pajama, he looked absolutely gorgeous. Although the warmth of his love made her feel at home every time he came closer, his daunting words hurt her heart deeply.

However she couldn't dare disregard his command. She had no nerve to displease him.

While overthinking the unwanted situation, a dreading thought crossed her mind. If she didn't accept the 5000 words now, there was a high risk that it'd end up in a 10000 words and that would probably wreck her completely.

She followed after him and got off of the bed. Which was when she reminded of Courtney. Her eyes went wide in concernment. She asked Lucian worriedly, "Lucian, where is Courtney?" Amelia felt absolutely irresponsible of her immature behavior. Instead of worrying about the most important thing, she was here squabbling with Lucian.

Lucian fixed his annoyed stare on her. Amelia felt the warmth creeping up her cheeks. He must have been thinking of her carelessness. Lucian retorted, "I'm glad that you aren't a mother yet. Else, you might have lost her due to your naivety."

Amelia's brows rose and mouth gaped at the remark. Though she tried to mask her stupidity with an awkward smile.

"She must have been up by now. She drank too much last night." Lucian cocked a brow squarely at Amelia, seizing her top to bottom, then threw a warning gaze at her. "If someone is really fond of drinking, I can ask Darren to bring the best wine that has been collected and reserved by our family."

Obviously these words were not for Courtney. These were addressed to her.

Even though she pretended to be aggrieved after being called a drinker by Lucian, her heart denied to accept his accuse.

However, she didn't want to dispute his words openly. Because she had seen in the past how he reacted while being angry. He practically became a scary version of himself which Amelia absolutely didn't want to bring back.

"You don't have to go to the company today. Change your clothes, go downstairs and eat something," with a quick glance at her, Lucian drawled in a flat tone.

"Uh ... okay!" She nodded obediently and obliged.

After changing in to a fresh pair of clothes, Amelia went downstairs and saw both Lucian and Lily. However, to her disappointment, Courtney was nowhere in the sight. She asked out of unsuppressed curiosity, "Where is Courtney?"

"Mrs. Amelia, Miss Courtney has already had her lunch. She was still feeling tired so she said she would sleep a little longer." Lily was the one to answer.

"Well, that's fine, I guess." Amelia understood Courtney's avoidance. She was in a bad mood, and it'd have been for the best if she leave her alone for a while.

Her eyes wandered toward Lucian and found him concentrating on his food quietly. She was sitting opposite to him. She picked the chopsticks intending to start eating.

"Lily, please serve Mrs. Amelia a bowl of chicken soup first." By saying so, Lucian got back to eating and never once looked at Amelia.

She blushed at the thought

Lucian last night." Lily took the empty bowl from Amelia as she beamed and informed her. Amelia felt her heartbeat rising. She was sure her cheeks must have taken

her

course. You know what

now, please go and call Frank. Ask him to meet me at the SJ Garden after lunch." Lily was immediately interrupted by Lucian before she could spill about last night's

glinting mischievously. She then

to the contrary, did not observed a single expression on his face. His

lunch was over, Frank came to meet Lucian. They discussed few official issues in a low voice before Lucian decided to leave to take care few of his obligations. However, before leaving he instructed Amelia in a stern voice, "I am going out to work. But after coming back I want your self-criticism right on my hand. So, do not go downstairs without

used to scold her when she did her homework wrong. Lucian's stern voice sent chills down her

Lucian leave until she was left alone and with a dreading task to

night Mr. Lucian was so nice and caring to you!" As soon as Lucian left, Lily straight away came to her and blurted everything about last night with excitement. It was

the one who changed my clothes last night?" Since she left the restaurant last night, she had forgotten everything. It was just today, while

told Amelia everything in detail about what had happened last night. She realized, it was Lucian who

eyes went wide at the unexpected information. The palpitating

Lucian taking her clothes off of her and helping her get into new ones,

realized the truth that she no more had any privacy regarding her body

her. But this... The color of

imagine any further. She felt as if she was in

are to Mr. Lucian. He truly loves you so much." In Lily's eyes, Lucian was a handsome perfect

But she had no idea that Lucian and Amelia were barely

Amelia could not do anything except compromising with her

soup help you last night? Mr. Lucian had asked me to cook it for you. He has been looking after you the whole

strong arms, her own body betrayed her. The adrenaline rush had made her feel warm and cold at the same time while enclosing in those arms. She remembered being fed a drink by someone. It must have been the ginger soup which was mentioned by

he slept

a bad mood because the self-criticism of 5000

after promising to Lucian she would not drink and eat spicy food, she did not keep

to go to her room and write the self-criticism, but could not.

hungry? I can cook something for you." Amelia reached

disheveled hair. Not

indifferently. She looked dispirited. When she finally spoke, it was evident from her voice that how extremely upset she was. "Amelia, the more you care

words made Amelia's

some clothes and then we can have a stroll in the garden." Although Amelia already knew about the backyard in the beautiful SJ Garden, she never visited there more than once. There was a huge swimming pool and few pavilions which were suitable for

After spending some beautiful moments in the yard Courtney said, "Amelia,

then said, "It's all in the past. Whatever happened we cannot change

you're living such a rich and sweet life." Courtney