Chapter 78: Learn To Regulate Your Body Temperature

Rose barely registered the words leaving her mouth before it was too late. "Are you making the carriage cold on purpose?"

The boldness of her own voice startled her.

Ever since she left that wretched place, she had been walking on eggshells around Lucifer, unsure if he was angry at her or merely indifferent. And yet, here she was, calling him out like she had a death wish.

Lucifer remained silent for a moment, his crimson eyes half-lidded as he gazed out the window. His expression, as always, was unreadable—cool, detached, eternally unimpressed.

But deep down, he was pleased.

He liked the way his power affected her.

It was fading, yes—his strength, his control—but if there was one thing he was sure of, it was that Rose would bend before he did. Sooner or later, she would stop being so damn guarded around him.

And for reasons he didn't care to analyze, that mattered to him.