Nadia's POV
I wasn't sure what he meant by that and didn't care anymore.
The air inside the SUV was thick enough to choke on. Every breath I took felt like I was inhaling Lucian's scent—sandalwood and cedar—mixed with the suffocating tension he always seemed to radiate.
"Are you really in that much of a hurry?"
His voice was a low growl, cutting through the silence.
I didn't give him the satisfaction of a glance. Instead, I kept my eyes on the blurred green of the passing trees, my hand resting over my belly.
"It's not about being in a hurry. It's about clarity. We agreed. Your grandfather agreed. There's no point in dragging this out."
"Tomorrow, then," he snapped. He pulled into the villa driveway.
"I've been away from the office for two days. I have things to handle. I'll dro
