~NadiaLucian’s room always felt warm.Not just because of the soft golden lights or the thick curtains that kept the cold air away. It was the kind of warmth that came from him…the quiet strength he carried, the steady presence that had surrounded me for most of my life.Right now, that warmth wrapped around me completely.Lucian stood close, his hands grabbing at my boobs, squeezing softly as my back leaned lightly against the edge of his desk. His breath brushed softly across my lips before he kissed me again, slow and unhurried.I melted into him instinctively.My fingers curled into the front of his shirt, pulling him closer without thinking.For a moment, everything else disappeared. The council meeting. The strange file hidden in my room. The whispers I had overheard about my mother.All of it faded under the quiet intimacy of this moment.Lucian pulled back slightly, studying my face with a small smile.“You’ve been too quiet today,” he murmured, his thumb brushed lightly acro
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