When Luciana heard his voice, she raised her head fully and looked up at him while trying to bear the pain she felt.
"What... are you doing here?" Ivan whispered in surprise before hurriedly going to check the corner he had come from. He had been pissed at his mother, so he had walked ahead of her. And now, she was closely approaching.
He held Luciana up with one hand, ignoring her cry of pain, and moved in large strides until they got to the closest door, where he shoved her inside before he entered and closed the door.
"What are you doing out here dressed like this?" He asked in a scolding tone but still kept his voice low.
Luciana was still trying to get over all that had just happened. Bumping into him, the way he had shoved her and tried to kill her because he had thought she was a maid, and how he had suddenly brought her here.