FAZER LOGINLUCIAN POV She turned in my arms, searching my face. “He never said a word. He just kept about different stories. One time he said you were clumsy with a gun and got caught in some random crossfire bullshit.” I huffed a laugh. “He improvised. Badly, but he tried.” “He saved you.” “We saved each other.” I brushed her hair behind her ear. “And now you know. No more secrets about that day. I swear.” She studied me for a long beat. “Are there other secrets?” I didn’t flinch. “Yeah. Probably. The life I lived before you… it’s not clean but anything that could touch you or Asher? That ends here. I’m done letting old ghosts decide our future.” Her eyes softened. “Promise?” “On everything I’ve got left that’s worth a damn.” She rose on her toes and kissed me slowly, lingering and faintly tasting of salt and trust. When she pulled back I was already half-hard again just from the way she looked at me. Like I was worth forgiving. Like I was worth keeping. I groaned low in my throat.
SEINNA POV A sob escaped me before I could stop it, and I pressed my forehead against his chest. “I almost lost the two most important men in my life on the same day without even realizing it,” I murmured. “Do you understand how terrifying that feels now?” His arms tightened around me instantly. “I’m here,” he said firmly. “Asher is safe, and Rosaro will answer for what he did when the time is right. You didn’t lose us, Sienna.” I cried quietly for a moment, the emotions finally catching up with me. Lucian said nothing unnecessary, simply holding me while his hand moved slowly along my back in steady reassurance. When my breathing finally calmed, he began pressing soft kisses across my forehead and cheeks, patient and grounding. “You think too much when you’re scared,” he murmured, brushing away my tears with his thumb. “And you forget that you’re not alone in this anymore.” “I’m trying to get used to that,” I admitted softly. He smiled faintly before leaning down and ki
Lucian POV We went over and over again for hours, until we were both shaking, oversensitiveand laughing breathlessly between moans.Finally we collapsed on the bed. She sprawled half across my chest, legs tangled with the ruined sheets. I pressed kiss after kiss to her damp forehead, her temple and the tip of her nose. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Every inch of you. I enjoyed every goddamn second of you. I love you so much, Sienna. I can’t even tell you when it started. Maybe the first time you looked at me like you hated me but still stayed. Maybe the night we broke every rule. I just know I’m never letting go again.”She smiled softly, sleepy, then lifted a hand. Her fingertips traced the ugly scar on my chest then the one on my side across the gunshot wound that had nearly taken me from her.Her expression sobered. “How did this really happen, Lucian? I don’t believe the story Asher told me.”I caught her wrist gently, kissed the inside of it. “
Lucian POV Her confession still echoed in my skull like a gunshot I never saw coming. I love you too, Lucian. The words hit harder than the bullet that had torn through me months ago. One second we were spitting venom at each other, the next her mouth was on mine and every ugly thing between us simply dissolved. I kissed her like a man who’d been starving which in fact, I have been. My hands fisting in her hair, tilting her head so I could take more, deeper, tasting the salt of earlier tears and the sweetness that was only ever hers. She moaned into my mouth softly, needy and that sound snapped the last thread of restraint I had been clinging to. We stumbled out of the kitchen, never breaking the kiss. My back hit the hallway wall while her nails scraped down my shoulders through my shirt. I growled against her lips, already yanking at the hem of her top and the fabric tore a little at the seam but I didn’t care. She laughed breathlessly into my mouth, the sound so fucking
Sienna POV“How dare you?!”The words tore out of me before I could stop them, my chest rising and falling as anger burned through every part of me.Lucian still held his cheek where my hand had struck him, shock written clearly across his face as if he could not believe I had actually done it.Good! He deserved to feel surprised.I stared at him, my eyes sharp and unyielding, waiting for him to understand just how furious I was.My gaze drifted briefly toward Ace, who stood frozen near the living room like a witness who regretted being present, before I looked back at Lucian again.“What the hell was that for?” Lucian demanded, his voice rising with anger as disbelief replaced the shock on his face.Ace cleared his throat awkwardly, already backing toward the door. “I think… I should step out,” he muttered quickly before disappearing outside, leaving the two of us alone with tension thick enough to suffocate.“That,” I said, pointing at him, “was for having someone follow me.”Lucian
Lucian POV The morning started better than most days had in years, and I decided it deserved something different. I wanted tonight to be special, not because of an anniversary or obligation, but because things between Sienna and me had finally become calm, easy, and real. I stood outside a flower shop with Ace beside me, both of us drawing attention simply because he looked like a man ready for combat while I stood there debating roses like my life depended on it. Ace folded his arms and glanced at me. “You brought a trained security professional to pick flowers. My career has truly peaked.” “You are here for my protection,” I replied calmly. “Florists can be dangerous.” He snorted. “Yes, the tulips look especially hostile today.” I frowned at him while he laughed openly, clearly enjoying himself too much. I kept staring until his laughter slowly died down and he straightened immediately. “Sir, I apologize,” he said quickly, trying to look serious. I held the expression for a
Lucian POV“Lucian, if you’re standing there judging my cooking again, you can leave my kitchen,” Sienna’s voice called from downstairs.I smiled and walked toward the sound.“It’s my kitchen too,” I replied as I entered, leaning against the doorway.She stood at the counter wearing one of my shirt
Sienna POVThat morning, after confirming he completed his therapy exercises, I surprised myself by canceling every meeting on my schedule. We stayed in bed together, curled up under the duvet. His arm rested around my waist while my head lay against his chest, and for a long time neither of us sp
Lucian POVThe doctor began checking the monitors and shining a light briefly into my eyes while asking simple questions I barely processed. I answered slowly, my voice rough but working now, while he examined the readings on the machines. After a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Sienna POV Three weeks had passed, and Lucian still had not woken up. The doctor had explained everything carefully on the second week when my patience had finally broken and I demanded honesty instead of comfort. The bullet had struck a vital area close to major vessels, and although the surge







