Chapter 52 My Lucian

Cercei's POV Lucian leaned casually against the hood of his car, hands nonchalantly tucked into his pockets, his messy hair adding an air of rugged charm. My heart danced to a livelier beat in his presence, pumping vibrant blood streams through my veins. As I made my way across the street, his gaze locked onto me, his eyes steadily looking at me. "Hey," A warm smile curved my lips as I greeted him. However, in return, his smile lacked the usual intensity, a hint of unease etched on his face. I couldn't help but notice a small cut on his lips, a mark that hinted at a deeper disturbance. "Hi," he replied, his voice strained, his smile forced. I furrowed my brows, my concern instantly surfacing. This was not the Lucian I knew. Not once had I seen him like this. "Is something troubling you?" I asked without hesitation, my worry evident in my voice. His response was a mere smile as he opened the passenger seat, retrieving a bouquet of flowers. Grateful, I accepted the offering, app