Claire woke up in the afternoon, instinctively reaching out to the side, but unlike before, she didn't find an empty spot on the bed.
Instead, her hand touched a man's firm abs. Startled, she tried to pull her hand back, but the man caught her wrist.
"You almost drained me dry last night," the man said hoarsely, sounding exhausted. It seemed he was truly... worn out from the night before.
"Is it my fault?" Claire muttered, feeling like her waist was about to break.
"Who was the one clinging to me last night?" Lucien asked, gripping Claire's chin with a bit of irritation. Even as a strong man, he couldn't handle such unrestrained passion. Yet, looking at Claire's seductive demeanor, he found it impossible to resist. He couldn't help but think this enticing woman in his arms was somewhat
