It was already past 11pm.
I had finished all my chores for the day. The mansion was quiet as always, the lights dim in the hallways. My body was tired, but my mind wouldn’t rest.
Lucian still wasn’t home.
I sat on my bed, dressed in my nightwear, hugging one of the pillows as I stared at the door. I knew it wasn’t my place to worry… but after everything that happened between us last night and this morning, how could I not think about him?
The way he looked at me. The way he touched me, the way he kissed me. The way he made me feel like I was the only one that existed in his world.
I sighed softly, brushing my fingers over my face. “What is wrong with me…” I whispered, hiding my smile.
Then I looked over at my phone. It was sitting quietly on the nightstand. My heart gave a tiny jump
