I stared at Natalia’s message until the screen went dark. “You think you’re safe with him?” The words kept repeating in my head like a bad echo. Lucian held me against him, but the protective warmth from a moment ago couldn’t block the chill running down my spine.
“She has my number,” I said quietly. “How does she still have my number?”
Lucian pulled back just enough to look at me. “Let me see.”
I handed him the phone. He read the message, jaw tight. Another text came in while he held it.
Did you really think marrying a Draven would fix your mess? You’re still the same pathetic girl.
Lucian’s fingers tightened around the phone. “She’s lashing out. Reginald probably put her up to it after the legal papers.”
I took the phone back and scrolled through the messages. There were three more
