~ Isabella’s POV

I could feel a warmth creeping into my cheeks, and for a moment, I forgot everything around us. It was as if the world outside Lucian’s office ceased to exist, leaving just the two of us in a bubble of intimacy.

“What is it?” he asked softly, his voice low and inviting, drawing me in even closer.

“I forgot to grab the clothes you designed for me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. But I could tell that my words barely registered as we remained caught in that moment of connection, each of us searching the other’s eyes for answers.

“Here, let me get them...