Capítulo 25: A quiet hunger

The next morning, Lucius awoke to find the bed beside him empty. Layla wasn't there. Glancing at the clock, he realized it was already nearing nine.

"I slept a lot," he muttered, running a hand through his tousled hair. After freshening up in the washroom, he made his way downstairs, curious to find out where Layla had gone. As he descended, the enticing aroma of something sweet filled the air, causing his stomach to rumble in anticipation.

"Is something special being prepared?" Lucius inquired, looking at the maids who were tidying up the drawing room.

"Madam is cooking, Master," one of the maids responded with a respectful nod.

Surprise flickered across his features. It was rare for Layla to be in the kitchen, as the household staff typically took care of the cooking. Intrigued, he decided to see for himself. Approaching the kitchen entrance, Lucius stopped short, his breath catching in his throat at the mesmerizing sight before him.