Wrapped in His Arms (Julie and Lucian) novel Chapter 1

Everyone knew Julie Somers was Zayn Peyton's most faithful lapdog.

No matter how often Zayn humiliated her, she'd still come running with her tail wagging every time he called. 

Everyone mocked her for shamelessly sucking up to him despite knowing full well he had no feelings for her. 

One of Zayn's friends joked, "Zayn, seeing how much Julie loves you, when are you going to marry her?"

Zayn replied lazily, "A whore like her? As if."

Julie happened to be standing outside the private room door right then, her hand still on the handle. She looked down. A whore, huh?

"But Zayn, you're not one to talk," she silently said. 

Julie pushed the door open, and the rowdy room quickly fell silent as everyone's attention turned to her. They were waiting to see what would happen next. 

Just half an hour ago, Zayn had given her a call and ordered her to the bar even though they were still in the middle of giving each other the cold shoulder. Every person in the room had bet she wouldn't show up.

After all, the two had just fought last night after Zayn made Julie deliver condoms to him at a hotel. 

Unexpectedly, she still showed up, proving just how smitten she was with him.

Ignoring the scornful stares around her, Julie kept her expression blank as she walked straight toward Zayn.

He sat on a couch, flanked by two scantily dressed ladies.

The anger in her chest lessened as she stared at his face, her gaze softening. Turning to the woman on his right, she asked calmly, "Could you move?"

The woman shot her a disdainful glance. "And who are you?"

Julie didn't respond and just stood there quietly. 

The woman leaned over, wrapped her arm around Zayn's, and cooed, "Zayn, is she the lapdog you guys were talking about? She's so scary!"

Zayn glanced at Julie and tightened his hold around the woman's waist. "Aww, did she upset you?"

The woman quickly nodded, a pitiful look on her face. 

Zayn softly coaxed, "How about I tell her to apologize to you?"

The woman's eyes lit up when she heard this. "Sure!"

Zayn finally turned his attention to Julie. "Apologize."

Julie stood firm, not saying a word. 

Seeing this, he frowned in annoyance. "Are you fucking deaf? I told you to apologize."

Julie looked at him, her expression faltering slightly. 

"Don't be mad," she said hurriedly. He looked even less similar when he was upset. 

Zayn smirked smugly, harrumphing. "Then apologize."

Right as he finished giving the order, Julie coolly said, "Sorry."

Zayn ignored her and turned to the woman next to him. "Happy?"

The woman grew bolder the moment she realized how indifferent Zayn was toward Julie. Shaking her head, she coyly said, "She wasn't even being sincere."

Zayn gently asked, "Then what do you want?"

The woman glanced around before her eyes landed on the bottle of champagne on the table. Pointing to it, she said, "She should finish everything on the table if she really means it."

The room immediately fell silent.