Since She Met Lucian

Lucian lifted the quilt, thinking Amelia had fallen asleep and saw a fluorescent light reflecting from a screen. He frowned and took her phone away without hesitation. "Gazing at the screen just before you sleep isn't good for your eyesight."

Amelia stared at her empty hands in a daze and glared at her husband.

"Lucian, how can you be so bossy?" Amelia had been reading the gossip about someone she knew.

She had just calmed her heart when she stumbled upon a rumor about Lucian. Her mind was sold right there.

"Yes, I indeed am a bully if it means taking care of you." Lucian pulled her closer, putting her head on his shoulders.

Amelia struggled to move back but gave up. Lucian was way too strong for her.

She turned her head, sneaking a glance at Lucian. Light turned his already attractive face into something more perfect. Even though he was cold, his face attracted a lot of attention.

A smile formed on her lips, and she snuggled back in his arms, feeling secure.

Amelia sniffed his fresh mint-like fragrance and closed her eyes.

Lucian looked at her sleeping face, smiling gently. Her skin was fair and soft as a newborn child. Amelia's reddish lips lifted in her sleep as she moved closer to him. Seeing this, Lucian's thin lips could not help but draw a happy arc.

"Sleep tight, my sweetheart." He pulled her closer. His lips kept on smacking her tender neck. He only stopped after hearing a soft whimper from Amelia.

Amelia woke up to find her bed empty. She got up and walked over to the bathroom to see Lucian standing in front of the mirror.

She saw his wide smile before he squeezed the toothpaste for her, embracing her from behind. He even helped her in picking up her work clothes.

By the time Amelia got ready and came back in the bedroom, Lucian was nowhere to be found. She stood in front of the mirror, eyeing her face intently. How would she look in the make-up?

She didn't care about what Jessie had said, but it was an assistant's job to look perfect beside the CEO. Amelia pursed her lips before taking the make-up kit in her hands.

After fifteen minutes, she gazed at her hard work in the mirror, only to be distressed. How could she do that to herself? Her liner was smeared on the bridge of her nose, and the foundation seemed uneven on her face.

Her horrified eyes stared at her panda like reflection.

"Am I really a woman?" she whispered to herself, curling her upper lip in disgust.

the room just in time to see Amelia staring at herself

minutes more to remove the make-up. She was so engrossed in her work that she did not notice his existence

she turned around and stood up, a yelp came from her mouth. A man was standing behind her. She took a few steps back, hitting the edge of the dresser. Panicking, she said in a low voice,

beating fast. She hadn't wanted him to

his face, and walked up to Amelia, holding her petite face in both hands. He gently wiped the trace of powder from her eyebrows with his

voice was soft as chocolate melting in her mouth. How could he say it out

words touched her

Amelia wanted to ask why he chose her out of all people. Her eyes doubled in size for

several times before letting her go. Both of them were breathing

lips glistened in the light. She couldn't even raise

sudden outburst brought her back to the Earth, making her

downstairs, following behind

kiss

Amelia ran toward the front door. "Mrs. Amelia, are you not going to have breakfast?" A nervous smile plastered on Lily's lips

and frowned after

voice was smooth, but he stared at her

"We only have half an hour." She raised her head to gaze at Lucian with pouting lips as if

your business." Lucian went back to the kitchen and sat on his seat, picking up a

knew Lucian had said that to make her feel less guilty. Feeling warm in her heart, she walked over and sat on the seat opposite to Lucian. Amelia's lips stretched to form

get ready on time.

a big joke on her. She picked up bread, sneakily gazing at Lucian's

face lit up at that. Although, he wondered why she would

eyes before taking a bite of the bread. She drank a glass of milk

gazed at her affectionately before reaching out to wipe the

shot through her body. Her heart was throbbed, turning

here for a moment, Amelia." Lucian narrowed his eyes at a particular place on her neck, gesturing to sit

that. Why would Lucian suddenly ask her to sit on his lap? Was he thinking

simply staring at her, making her uncomfortable. She said in a low voice, "We're going to be late." Amelia

say anything. His slender fingers traced her neck, staring at the place with

and she shifted on his lap. Still, Lucian continued to stare at the place without any shame. She saw his expressions

was done, he pulled her out and dragged her to the car. They were silent the whole time they were on the road. She expected Lucian to bring her to the

Confusion muddled her as