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.

to see Amelia staring at herself in a horrified expression. His lips lifted to form an

was so engrossed in her work that she did not notice his existence at

as 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,

was beating fast. She hadn't wanted him to

and walked up to Amelia, holding her petite face in both hands. He gently

as chocolate melting in her mouth. How could he say

words touched

she could complete her sentence, he leaned forward to press his lips against hers. Amelia wanted to ask why he chose her out of all people. Her eyes doubled

letting her go. Both

light. She couldn't even raise

going to be late for work!" His sudden outburst

rushed downstairs, following

pushed the kiss in the back of her

heading over to the kitchen while Amelia ran toward the front door. "Mrs. Amelia, are you not going to have breakfast?" A nervous smile

out and frowned after seeing Amelia. "Eat with

stared at her

half an hour." She raised

sat on his seat, picking up a piece of bread. He smeared it with jam before putting

warm in her heart, she walked over and sat on the seat opposite to Lucian. Amelia's lips stretched to

never worked. She would still manage to get ready on time. Today, everything changed as she was getting late not because of the alarm, but her make-up

was a big joke

Amelia staring at him in a daze. His face lit up at that. Although, he wondered why she would watch him without eating her food. Confusion

heart jumped up to her throat. Amelia averted her eyes before taking a bite of the bread. She

before reaching out to wipe the leftover

a feather tickling her skin. A shiver shot through her

paused for a moment. "Sit here for a moment, Amelia." Lucian narrowed his eyes at a particular

wide at that. Why would Lucian suddenly ask her to sit on his lap? Was he thinking of something naughty again? She pursed her

her uncomfortable. She said in a low voice, "We're going to be late." Amelia forced a smile. She glanced

slender fingers traced her neck, staring at the

beads had started to form on her forehead, and she shifted on his lap. Still, Lucian continued to stare at the place without any shame. She saw his expressions changing from narrow to wide eyes

car. They were silent the whole time they were on the road. She expected Lucian to bring her to the company. Amelia looked at him in surprise when the car

muddled her as she