Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Rescue

Just then, her phone rang.

She stared at the caller ID, the red-eyed bunny avatar. A little jolt went through her.

Why is he calling?

“Hello, Mr. Graves…”

“Yeah. I’m at your gate. Which room is yours?”

Kaia faltered.

“Mr. Graves, you know already?”.

“Mm-hmm.” Lucien confirmed, ever succinct. “Alyssa filled me in. So, where’s your room?”

Kaia snapped out of her surprise. “Oh! Oh, right. Mr. Graves, you can get in through the back. My room faces the back gate, but-uh-there are usually two guards down there.”

She paused, then suddenly leaned toward the glass. “Oh! Wait –one of them just left! I think he went to the bathroom or something-”

Lucien chuckled, a low sound, “Easy. Hold tight. I’m coming to

rescue you.”

He put this odd little emphasis on “rescue,” like it was some kind of joke-or maybe a dare.

Rescue me? Please don’t tell me he expects a thank-you kiss or something insane like that.

Kaia tried to quash the absurd idea. She pressed herself against the curtains, eyes glued to the remaining guard below.

As if on cue, the guard, who’d been periodically glancing up at her window, suddenly broke into a run toward the main gate.

Kaia seized her chance, throwing open the window. And there he was, bathed in moonlight.

Lucien tilted his head back with a faint smile. He calmly opened his arms. “Dare to jump?”

to be at least-what-twenty feet?

even

“Yeah. I can catch

stomach, but she gritted her teeth, squeezed her eyes

embrace, warm body heat, and the lingering scent of sandalwood filled her

looked up, breathless, a wave of giddy

soft shadows under the moonlight, and for the briefest moment, she caught the

“Yeah. I got you.”

looked up, enveloped by

the firm pressure on her back, his palm radiating heat

heart skipped a beat. “Mr.

here?”

to her flushed cheeks, the way a few stray strands

sparkled-mischievous,

Lucien’s gaze darkened.

apple bobbed slightly, and something

behind his eyes. Something that

could answer, voices drifted closer from

hell did

banging on the main gate. Had to check it out. Probably just some stupid

“Whatever. Let’s just

grabbed Lucien’s hand and bolted

“Mr. Graves, run!”

swayed gracefully with

her unhurriedly toward

was deadbolted

wall. “Damn it. Mr. Graves, maybe you could give

bent down, patting his

her

was

of the pursuing bodyguards spurred her into action. All thoughts of propriety vanished. She scrambled onto his shoulder, using his

edge and vaulted over with

villa, and once

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