Chapter 33 THE KING'S BATH

The air in the bathroom is heavy with the scent of sandalwood and the suffocating weight of my own shame...

My eyes remain locked on the figure in the doorway, and for a heartbeat, I forget how to make my lungs work.

Lucien is half-naked with a low-slung towel precariously hitched around his waist, ...

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