CHAPTER 84

LUCAS'S POV

The early morning sun rose over Madrid, painting the terracotta roofs and old stone towers in shades of bright orange and rose gold.

Inside the royal suite at the Hotel Ritz, the quiet hum of the air conditioning was the only sound breaking the peaceful morning. Sophia lay beside me on the soft king-sized bed, with her head resting comfortably against my chest, and her dark hair spread across the crisp white sheets. The blue diamond ring on her hand rested over my heart, catching the soft morning light.

I traced slow, gentle circles against her bare shoulder, breathing in the soft smell of jasmine and...