Sighing helplessly, Ariana rubbed her temples and started walking back towards Lucian. Giving him a disbelief look she then grabbed his hand and dragged him along the corridor.
She was so done dealing with his lame tantrums. Even Betty was more mature than her age and here this twenty-five-year-old man was acting like a spoiled brat.
Descending downstairs, Ariana and Lucian then reached the breakfast table. It was then she let go of his hand and pulled a chair for herself before taking a seat.
"AH!.." yelling to her shock Ariana saw Luke sitting opposite her.
'But wait why does he look sleep-deprived
Ariana was so caught up in her own thoughts that she failed to notice Luke. She wouldn't have been so surprised by the way he sat like a robot with messy hair and his eyes blankly staring at the flipped plates made her wonder what had gotten into him early morning.
