The Mafia King’s Forbidden Obsession
I moved away, feeling Lucian follow me closely, urgency radiating from him.
If I intended to keep Lucian, I needed to shift his focus away from Selene. A potion could help, but there were other spells to consider.
Once inside my room, I shut the door behind us.
“Go to bed,” I ordered.
Lucian lay down on the bed.
Turning to the mirror, I cleared my throat. “Mirror on the wall, I want to see Lord Malakar.”
My reflection changed, revealing Lord Malakar, his expression fraught with anger.
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