The next morning, Lucian woke up first.
Roxanne had drunk too much and gone through a lot the night before, so she was still fast asleep in his arms.
Lowering his head, Lucian was met with the adorable sight of Roxanne’s face. Her breaths were soft and steady, her long, doll-like lashes quivering slightly.
When he moved his gaze downward, the marks he left on her body came into view.
Right at that moment, memories of the previous night rushed into Lucian’s head.
His breathing turned labored as he wrapped his arms around Roxanne tightly. Overcome by his emotions, he trailed feather-light kisses on her forehead, her eyes, and down her neck.
Feeling something ticklish on her face, Roxanne struggled to wake up.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Lucian’s handsome features right before h
