~Nadia
The moment I stepped into the garden, the air changed. But my feelings didn't.
Because the only thing I thought of when the cold wind brushed my skin was Lucian.
The way he held me earlier and kissed me with those full lips. And most of all, the way he f****d me.
Lanterns hung from the willow trees like captured fireflies, spilling gold light over the white-marbled floor. Four men on black suits played music with instruments in the background, the sound drifting through the night… the kind that made people sway their hips on c***s without realizing.
Oops, Not necessarily on c***s. Just that I couldn't get my mind off Lucian's own.
And his scent that mixed up with mine on my skin.
Laughter, crystal glasses, the scent of pine and honeywine… everything screamed celebration and l
