Lucas strolled into his car and slammed his forehead against the steering wheel in exhaustion.
He stayed there for a while, before getting into a sitting position.
He pressed on the brakes harshly as he sped up to his vast mansion.
A bitter smile graced his lips as he pulled into the driveway, staring at the exterior of his mansion.
Despite how beautiful it looked on the outside, it was empty on the inside.
Just like him…
Turning off the ignition, he pulled off his keys and hopped off his car.
His legs moved in quick strides as he walked inside, pausing as he noticed some kind of eery vibes in the house. .
The maids who where usually cheerful and gossiped around where unusually quiet.
Because of how free he was with them, they had never been intimidated by his presence. They always went about their work without a care in the world regardless of if he was present or not.
Moreover, they had somehow grown up with him.
