Lucius stood still, his gaze suddenly piercing into Catherine’s, as if he were trying to unravel her every thought. He didn’t speak, keeping a quiet distance between them, and for a moment, Catherine felt her heart race faster. Her cheeks flushed a soft pink, an almost innocent expression that made her look undeniably endearing. Lucius couldn’t help but notice, though he quickly masked his reaction. His usual control was slipping, and for a man who was accustomed to having the upper hand in every situation, this moment felt strangely foreign.
He didn’t respond immediately, his stare still intense as if he were lost in thought. For the first time in what seemed like forever, he found himself uncertain, unsure of how to answer. He was a man used to control, to always knowing what to say, ye
