LUCIUS' POV.
The night felt like it never ended andI hadn't closed my eyes, not even once. The moon had already surrendered its throne to the rising sun, but my mind was still trapped in the chaos of last night. Every single moment replayed in my head from the fight, Diana's scream, the way her body went still, and… the way my hands had touched her face.
I leaned back in my chair, staring blankly at the ceiling. The memory of my blackened veins, the darkness crawling under my skin, and the strange pull I felt toward her…it all came crashing back. I clenched my jaw tightly. "What the hell is happening to me?" I muttered, my voice low and rough.
Then the thought struck, it was sharp and insulting. "Don't tell me… you've fallen in love with her, Lucius." I laughed bitterly at myself, shaking my head. "Fallen for a maid? You're out of your damn mind."
