~ Isabella’s POV

“Fine, fine,” Lucian conceded with a mock sigh, though the smirk on his face told me he was far from disappointed. “But can I at least steal a few more kisses before we get all responsible again?”

I pretended to think about it, tapping my chin. “Hmm… as long as they’re quick and not too scandalous.”

“Deal,” he said, leaning in again with a playful grin. His lips met mine, and the kiss was soft, yet electrifying, filled with all the promise and passion we had just spoken about. It felt like a mix of everything—tenderness, excitement, and an assurance of the love we shared.

As we...