Lucian POV“I do not care about those rules!”The words had ripped out of me like they had been clawing at my throat for weeks.I couldn’t take them back, not anymore, not as though I wanted to.The second Sienna walked through that door in nothing but that long, thin sleep shirt that barely skimmed the tops of her thighs, hair still damp from the shower and curling at the ends, every ounce of restraint I had scraped together seems to evaporate.She looked soft, freshly bathed, smelling faintly of vanilla, and the sight of her standing there, uncertain but brave enough to knock, undid me completely.I had tried to fight it. God, I tried.I told myself we could talk, keep it civil, stick to the lines we had drawn in black ink on legal papers but the moment her eyes met mine across the room, wide and searching, the battle inside me was already lost.The part of me that wanted to protect her, possess her, worship every inch of her won in a heartbeat.Now she was under me on the bed with
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