Lucian
Mara was untouched.
How would I have known?
She was bold. Sensual. The way she pulled me into bed, the way she looked at me—it was all so sure, so unapologetic. I never would’ve guessed.
And yet, she trusted me with that. With herself.
I didn’t see it coming.
I wasn’t prepared for the way she undid me—physically, emotionally. The way she claimed me, quietly, without even trying.
I keep thinking back to the day I went to her father’s house—how I ran my mouth, said things I didn’t mean, things I’ll probably always regret. That single conversation set us back. We spent two months and two weeks walking on eggshells because of it. All that time wasted.
If I hadn’t spoken like a fool, I wouldn’t have been so hung up on Darian. I wouldn’t have questioned her feelings. I would’ve s
