Elena!!!

His eyes widened in realization, and a deep flush crept across his face. "Kiara…"

"I—this—" I stammered, my words failing me as the sheer awkwardness of the situation settled in.

For a moment, neither of us moved. The tension crackled like a live wire, the air thick and heavy. His breath fanned across my face, warm and steady, while my own came out in shallow gasps.

"Get off me!" I finally managed, pushing at his chest.

Lucius scrambled back, his composure visibly shaken. He ran a hand through his hair, avoiding eye contact. "That… was not intentional."

"No kidding!" I shot back, sitting up and crossing my arms over my chest. My face was burning, and I was certain it was as red as a ripe apple.

We stared at each other for a long moment, both at a loss for words. Finally, he broke the silence, his voice quieter now.

"Kiara, you need to be careful. I'm serious. No more taking things behind my back. If you need something, just ask me."