I tried to look away—really, I did—but my gaze remained as if magnetized.
My breath hitched as my fingers curled into my nightgown.
I needed to leave here before I was caught spying, but I couldn’t seem to figure out how to move my limbs.
Then, as if sensing my stare, he slowly turned his head, each movement deliberate.
Our eyes locked, and time froze.
The realization hit me like a ton of bricks when Lucien's all-too-familiar face was revealed, including his all too familiar scowl.
"You've got to be kidding me." I muttered in bitter disbelief. This was now the second time he had caught me in a situation where it looked like I was some horny p*****t watching him intentionally.
The universe had to be joking. No! The Goddess was playing a cruel, impossible joke on me. That had to be it
