LUCIEN was watching his brother, who was standing by the glass counter. His brother’s expression softened than he had seen in months. Nagulat na lang siya nang dumating ang Kuya niya sa condo niya, he just put his bag on the couch and pulled him out. Akala naman niya kung saan sila pupunta, dito lang pala sa isang jewelry boutique.
Ciaran was not in a suit—just a white button-down with sleeves rolled up and his hair slightly tousled from the flight. Pero kahit naka-casual look lamang ito, his eyes held the same intensity, but not for the boardroom. It was for something far more dangerous.
Love.
But that word makes Lucien sigh. Nakatingin na lamang siya sa Kuya niya habang namimili ito ng singsing.
“This one?” the boutique manager offered, laying out a delicate ring with a rose-cut di
