"Would you like to apologize now?" the woman asked, her arms crossed firmly over her chest as she looked at Lucian, who sat across from her.
Lucian glanced up at her, his eyes meeting hers, but his expression remained blank. The woman in front of him, though, was a picture of confidence and beauty, her gaze never leaving him. To Lucian, it felt like she could see straight through him.
"Apologize for what?" Lucian asked, feigning ignorance, his voice calm as he shrugged slightly. "As far as I know, we've never met before."
She didn't respond immediately. Instead, she continued to stare at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. There was an intensity in her gaze, one that seemed to cut right through any pretense. Lucian tried to hold her stare, but after a few seconds, he looked away, unable to maintain the connection.
The woman clicked her tongue in disappointment. "Tsk, tsk," she muttered under her breath. "So, you won't admit it, huh?"
