~Isabella’s POV

We continued going through the materials, with Luscious patiently explaining anything I didn’t understand. His knowledge and dedication were impressive, and his calm demeanor helped ease my anxieties.

At one point, I picked up a small, leather-bound book filled with scribbled notes. "What’s this?" I asked.

Luscious leaned closer, glancing at the pages. "That’s a journal kept by one of our spies," he said. "It details their observations of Lucian’s behavior—his temper, his habits, even his weaknesses."

"But I’ve been thinking," I said, staring at the journal.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "About?"

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the table. "Lucian’s reputation," I said. "From...