Lucian didn’t say a word after she made the request.
The drive home passed in heavy silence. The air conditioner was working completely fine, but Bella still felt sweat gather at the back of her neck.
As soon as they arrived, Lucian headed straight upstairs to his room without looking back.
Bella bathed quickly, tucked Zara into bed, and stared at her for a moment, watching the gentle rise and fall of the child’s chest. Then she sighed and went to Lucian’s room.
She knocked.
But no answer came.
She hesitated, fingers curling slightly at her side. He was probably exhausted. Turning away felt like the sensible thing to do.
“Come in.”
His deep voice stopped her mid-step.
Bella walked in.
Lucian had a towel tied low around his waist, water dripping from his hair and trailing down his
