When Lucian entered the bedroom, Paige was comfortably settled on the bed, her head resting on her knees that were presently pulled to her chest under his shirt that she was now wearing.
She lifted her head when she heard him enter, sending a startled glance in his direction as she watched him approach his closet.
When Lucian casually removed his towel, Paige's cheeks flushed, and she turned her head to look at the wall opposite to him.
A few seconds later she felt electrical sparks spread through her face as Lucian's hand came to grasp her chin.
Paige had no choice but to comply and nervously raised her gaze, but Lucian wasn’t looking at her eyes. His heated gaze zeroed in on her swollen lips that still retained the small cut from Cedric's blade, along with evidence of his aggressive
