Lily's path was intersected with that of a tall figure. Nikolai stood there, his presence commanding attention even in the soft light of the setting sun. His silver-blond hair was tousled, a stark contrast to his typically composed demeanor. His gaze was fixed upon the journal she held, his icy blue eyes holding a glint of intrigue.
However, her focus momentarily wavered as her gaze lingered on something entirely different – the expanse of his bare chest and the casual grace of his attire. The unexpected sight sent a subtle warmth creeping up her neck, a reminder that her current circumstances were unlike anything she had experienced before. But even as her cheeks flushed faintly, her gaze quickly rose to meet his.
"Well?" Nikolai's voice broke the silence.
Lily's eyes met Nikolai's pie
