Chapter 74

Violet agreed to Regina’s request, knowing she wouldn’t rest otherwise.

“Just take a photo afterward,” Regina added.

Violet was surprised by Regina’s request because she had only intended to appease her. She hesitated, unsure how to proceed.

“Quickly, before he gets cold,” Regina urged.

Urged by Regina, Violet hesitantly approached Lucius’s room, secretly hoping the door would be locked, giving her an excuse to retreat. However, to her astonishment, the door swung open with ease.

The room was dominated by an imposing king–size bed, bathed in the glow of an elegant court–style bedside lamp, reminiscent of a blooming floral arrangement..

The gentle yellow illumination cast a soft light on Lucius’s face, which, in slumber, appeared serene and prince -like, straight out of a fairy tale.

His sleeping form was the picture of grace, as though refined through countless rehearsals.

The blanket rested just below his chest, his hands poised atop it.

Taking a cautious breath, Violet moved closer, delicately extracting the blanket from under his arm to drape it over him, all the while holding her breath, anxious not to disturb his rest.

Little did she know, Lucius, ever vigilant, had awakened upon her entrance yet chose to keep his eyes shut.

As Violet leaned forward, wrestling with the blanket, Lucius abruptly opened his eyes. Violet, taken aback, found herself frozen under his piercing gaze, her lips slightly parted in shock, unable to speak.

The soft yellow light shone on her head, illuminating her hair, which cascaded down and fell onto his chest. Some strands teasingly touched his neck and Adam’s apple.

He swallowed hard, his eyes drawn to her tender lips. He imagined they would be sweet.

Yielding to this temptation, Lucius impulsively pressed his arm against her back, pulling her down.

Surprised, Violet lost her balance and tumbled onto him. Before she could gather her wits, he captured her lips in a fervent kiss.

The kiss was as sweet as he had envisioned, compelling him to deepen it even further.

Violet, coming to her senses, struggled to push him away. But Lucius held her firmly, one hand securing the back of her head, the other lingering on her back.

Her petite frame was no match for his strength. Her resistance only fueled Lucius’s ardor, turning their embrace into a tempest of passion.

+15 BONOS Inevitably, Violet found herself beneath him, feeling the heat of his body igniting her own.

At last, Lucius regained his composure, reigning in his intense desire.

It wasn’t that he deliberately wanted to suppress his desire; rather, he had felt the sanitary pad she was wearing.

He smacked her waist fiercely, then stood up abruptly with an angry look on his face.

Lucius left Violet lying there, her face flushed a deep red, resembling a ripe tomato.

Her skin always reddened when her emotions were heightened, a response Lucius found appealing as it affirmed her allure.

“Why are you just lying there? Do you want me to continue?” he barked, his tone harsh despite his earlier restraint.

Like a deflated balloon, she swiftly rose and hurried out. In her haste, she knocked over several items, causing a noisy disturbance.

Lucius watched her hasty departure; the aftermath of the chaos she left behind brought an unexpected sense of satisfaction to him, prompting a smile.

Returning to Regina’s room, Violet realized she hadn’t completed her intended task. She had lost the phone Regina had given her for taking pictures.

Confused, she reasoned, “L…Lucius wasn’t asleep, so I couldn’t take a photo.

This wasn’t entirely untrue, as Lucius had initially been asleep but woke up later.

Regina didn’t press for more details, but her gaze lingered on Violet’s flushed face and swollen lips, understanding the situation. Despite keeping a straight face, Regina was secretly amused.

“If that’s the case, then don’t worry about him,” Regina said, making room in her bed. “Come sleep here.”

“That wouldn’t be right!”

Violet hesitated, concerned about Lucius’s reaction and worried she might not be alert to Regina’s needs if she fell asleep.

“I don’t like having someone standing over me as I sleep. Plus, it’s easier to call on you if you’re close,”

Regina insisted, clearly concerned for Violet, who showed signs of fatigue.

Feeling obligated, Violet joined Regina in bed, noting the coldness of the bed due to Regina’s poor health. She held the elderly woman’s hand close, providing warmth.

The comfort of the bed soon lulled Violet into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Lucius visited Regina’s room and saw Violet there, curled up under the blanket, gently holding Regina’s hand.

Her delicate appearance and slender figure were even more pronounced in the soft morning light.