Lucas walked in to see Dionne arranging her clothes in the wardrobe. According to Lucas, they were staying a week so she brought a few clothes.
Dionne noticed when Lucas walked in but she didn't acknowledge his presence. She just kept on doing what she was doing.
Lucas removed his suit and kept it in a chair that was situated in the middle of the room. The room was a very large suite, so there was enough distance between both of them.
"What do you think you're doing?" Lucas asked in a demeaning tone.
"I'm just fixing my things," Dionne replied in the same rude tone. Lucas's gaze turned dark instantly. He clicked his tongue and took slow previse strides towards her. Dionne was confused as to what he was doing but because she didn't want to show that she was scared, she didn't move a muscle. Her breath hitched the moment Lucas stood in front of her.
The height difference made it all the worse as she had to strain her neck to be able to stare back at him in the eyes.
