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When she was headed down the stairs, her steps slowed as she caught sight of Lucian climbing up the stairs. He carried a bottle of wine in one hand and a half-filled glass in the other, the deep red liquid catching the dim light of the stairway.
He, too, halted his steps when he saw her, his brows knitting together as his eyes hungrily drank in her appearance, lingering on every detail as if memorizing her.
She wore a black silk robe that fell to her thighs, its luxurious fabric shimmering faintly under the soft glow of the chandelier above. The robe's elegant design featured a wrap-style closure secured with a matching black fabric belt, tied neatly at her waist. The deep V-neckline was accentuated by contrasting pink piping that traced the collar, cuffs, and edges, adding a subtle pop of color to it.
"Where are you going?" Lucian asked, a frown settling on his face as he studied her.
