Lucian wiped the sweat from his brow and reached for the glass of water on the bedside table.
Taking a long sip, he glanced at the clock, his thoughts drifting to the last few days.
After two days of intense sessions with Isabella, he had finally given her some rest.
Her blissful expression as she lay sprawled on the bed was a testament to the pleasure he'd bestowed upon her.
Still, something else nagged at his mind — his last visit to his aunt Eloise.
'Everything was going smoothly… until that sh!thead Augustine ruined everything,' he thought bitterly, clenching the glass in his hand.
The memory of his encounter with Eloise lingered.
He had been so close, just one step away from claiming her, but Augustine's untimely visit had ruined it.
'If that eunuch wasn't so damn clingy, I'd have f*cked her by now,' Lucian mused darkly, the corner of his lips twitching in frustration.
