Chapter 134

　　Lucas' POV 　　"Fuck, Lucian. Give me some good news. I mean, the good ones. Not the ones that sound about right at the very beginning and fucking end with a sudden twist of things going bad, because that made me want to strangle you to death." I lay on my giant bed, feeling exhausted from a long fucking day. 　　I once kept chasing a fucking bunch of louts for three consecutive days and I didn't feel half as tired as I am right now. 　　And tomorrow will be an even longer fucking day because a fucking Grand Ball will be on the way and I don't even have a fucking date. 　　With that fucking skinny ass she-wolf down, who am I going to dance with? 　　"Will you dance with me tomorrow?" I flipped on my bed to look up at Lucian. 　　"Yeah, with you dressing up beautifully in a skirt, why not?" Lucian handed me a glass of water as well as a few hangover pills. 　　"Fuck you, Lucian. When the day comes, I won't be the one who's wearing a skirt. I'll give you that." I took the pills and gobbled down the