Chapter 205

Aveline paused, looking at the cup of tea in her hand.

Wasn't he the one who bought it?

The icy indifference etched on Lucas' face was unmistakable, too genuine to be feigned.

As realization dawned, Aveline's lips twisted into a bitter smile. She had misread the situation entirely. In her naivety, she had imagined he remembered that he had bought the cup of tea out of concern, a gesture of comfort after her ordeal.

It turned out she had read too much into it.

Taking a deep breath, she threw the tea into the trash and followed him into the Tudor mansion.

They went straight upstairs and into the bedroom.

Lucas tugged at his collar, unbuttoning it, and said coldly, "Go take a shower."

Aveline silently complied, showing an attitude of resigned acceptance.

feeling

glass, he could see her shadowy, graceful figure. Sitting on the sofa with his elbows resting on his knees, he stared at the glass with dark, complicated eyes

throat tightened, feeling parched. He tugged at his collar

agitation.

and left the bedroom, heading

from the shower wrapped in a towel, Lucas was no longer in the

halfway, someone

swept over her, and she gasped, instinctively trying

she was wearing nothing under the towel. Her attempt to

her waist, pulling her close. She looked like a frightened rabbit, which only seemed to amuse him,

hand, he leaned close to her ear. "Why are you trying to cover yourself? There's

at his rough touch. "Can you be

grip was causing her

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redness at the corners of her eyes. Her figure was flawless, curvaceous, with fair skin tinged with a delicate blush. The softness

her deeply. As their lips tangled, his low, husky voice murmured, "You're

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