Aria, frustrated beyond measure, grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at Lucien with all her strength. Unfortunately, he dodged effortlessly, the pillow missing its target and landing harmlessly on the floor. "You're utterly incorrigible and annoying!!" she yelled, her voice trembling with irritation as her hands clenched into fists.
Lucien leaned back against the wall with a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Relax, it was just a harmless suggestion," he said nonchalantly, his tone infuriatingly casual.
Aria glared at him, her chest rising and falling as she tried to calm her nerves. She bit the inside of her cheek, furiously brainstorming how to solve her wet bed situation. But before she could come up with a plan, Lucien spoke again, his voice teasing. "So," he said, tilting his head slightly, "how was it?"
Her gaze snapped toward him, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion. "How was what?" she asked, her tone cautious.
