Chapter Thirty One

Lucian's Pov

I never thought I'd see the day where I was this caring and compassionate towards anybody. My heart, I thought , was purely made of stone but this sarcastic man I held proved me otherwise.

When the thunderstorm had passed and it began to drizzle, he got up from the couch, saying he was sleepy and I muttered goodnight.

I didn't go to bed immediately. There was work to do and I was really hungry so I called the receptionist and asked that food be brought up to the room.

Minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I rose from the couch, stretched a bit because my body was still heavy from sitting too long. Jace stirred on the bed, half-asleep, his hair mussed and eyes blinking at me like a child caught between dream and waking.

“Room service,” a voice called. "The receptionist asked me to bring up a tray." You could never be too careful. A lot of people wanted me to breathe my last.

I cracked the door, peeped to be sure it wasn't a trick before letting the woman in. She wh