Mia’s Pov
When I pushed open the door, I was greeted by the warm, welcoming sight of Christian standing there, his presence instantly soothing.
"Mia," he said, his voice filled with relief and affection. Before I could respond, he crossed the room in a few quick strides and pulled me into his arms, pressing his lips to mine in a tender, welcoming kiss. I melted into him, the tension of the day melting away in his embrace.
When we finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes darkening with a seriousness that made my heart skip a beat. "There's something important we need to talk about."
Christian's hands lingered on my waist, his touch grounding me as I looked into his eyes. "What is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, sensing the gravity in his demeano
