_Katherine’s POV_ The door creaked slightly as I stepped into Lucian’s room. My pulse was racing and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. The air was thick with his scent—an intoxicating blend of cedarwood and something darker, something distinctly him. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a lamp, casting long shadows across the space. It was massive, just as I had expected. But what caught my attention wasn’t the size—it was how impossibly neat everything was. Lucian was meticulous. The sleek black furniture was polished to perfection, each piece placed with purpose. A massive king-sized bed sat against the far wall, its black silk sheets stretched flawlessly without a single wrinkle. To the left of the bed stood a dark wooden nightstand, holding only a glass of water a