Chapter 61 The painting

Elara’s POV,

I push Lucien Lard. It works because he stops and his eyes land on me. I step back.

“What are you doing?” he demands, standing up, and behind him, Viktor groans.

“Stopping you!” I snap back. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”

“He broke into your room!”

“How do you know ...

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