Duke Lucian
Lucian. He was 29. And ever since he was born into a family with two older brothers and two parents, he had always been competing for attention. Why? Because his parents never failed to compare him to James and Arthur—his brothers. Always James this. Always Arthur that. And Lucian? He was just the shadow they never cared enough to see. He tried. God, he tried. He did everything better. School, grades, performances, behavior, chores, attitude, college, all of it. Every single thing that could be measured, he excelled in, and yet—he was never better in his parents’ eyes. Never enough. And so, at the age of seventeen, something in him hardened. He became cold. Detached. Devoid of any emotion. He still did everything his parents asked of him, but he stopped going out of his way for them. He stopped searching for approval that would never come. From then on, Lucian became a man of silence. He liked the quiet. He hated walking into rooms full of chatter, hated speaking, hated wasting brea.
About Duke Lucian
Lucian. He was 29. And ever since he was born into a family with two older brothers and two parents, he had always been competing for attention. Why? Because his parents never failed to compare him to James and Arthur—his brothers. Always James this. Always Arthur that. And Lucian? He was just the shadow they never cared enough to see. He tried...Read more