Chapter 232

"Alright, tell me—what’s your condition?" Lucian spoke, his voice calm but detached. "My condition? Let me be your woman for once. I want to leave with no regrets." "Deal!" She offered herself up willingly, and he wasn't the type to decline a woman’s invitation. Why turn down such a gift? He only had two rules: no cameras, and no pregnancy. Simple. It was a win-win for him anyway—his whole point in involving her was to provoke Ariella. "There are two bedrooms here. I’ll show you around—you can pick which one you like," Lucian said coolly as he took Isabella’s hand, leading her to the room where Ariella had once been locked away. The space was small and windowless, oppressive even. "Doesn’t matter," Isabella replied, her voice dripping with charm. Her lips curved into a seductive smile, and before Lucian could react, she was already stretching up on her tiptoes, trying to loop her arms around his neck. ... She leaned in, her lips slightly parted, the faint scent of her skin brushing aga