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Chapter 71 - Ten Days of Drama and One Giggle-Nugget Later

[DuClair Estate—Lucien's Room – Still Holding the Line of Pettiness]

The silk cushions barely rustled as Silas sat down beside him, all slow, princely grace—like a man approaching a delicate artifact or, more accurately, a very emotionally unstable dessert.

Lucien blinked at him warily over the edge of his pudding spoon.

"…Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked, cheeks flushing pink. "You look like you're about to propose. Or pounce."

Silas didn't answer.

Instead, he leaned closer. His hands found Lucien's waist—fingers splayed possessively over the silk fabric, thumbs rubbing soft, apologetic circles. His gaze darkened, lips parted.

And then—

CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

It wasn't a kiss. It was an event.

Silas planted one on Lucien's cheek so deep and noisy it sounded like he was trying to siphon his soul through his face. The sound echoed like a royal trumpet call to war.

Lucien froze, spoon in mid-air.

His hand slowly rose to clutch his now saliva-glazed cheek.

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