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42. LUCIAN'S CARE

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LUCIAN THRONE'S POV

I woke up to the faint morning light spilling through the heavy curtains. My body felt warm, heavy, and sore in ways I hadn’t felt in years.

Beside me, Lucian lay on his side, still asleep, his arm draped over my waist. Even in sleep, he looked impossibly composed — his lashes casting shadows on his cheek, his lips slightly parted.

For a moment, I just watched him breathe.

My back ached faintly, and when I shifted, a sharper soreness radiated lower — between my thighs, a tender reminder of just how far we had pushed each other last night.

I exhaled slowly, a small, rueful smile tugging at my lips.

Maybe the revenge, the blood, the intensity… it all got to me. I remembered the way I had provoked him — daring him, clawing at him, demanding more and more until neither of us could stop.

I’d crossed my own limits, and his.

And yet — I didn’t regret a single second.

Carefully, I slipped out of bed, wincing a little as I stood. My legs felt shaky, my skin still warm and s
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