The aroma of the tea lingered in their hotel room. Ashley sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes gleaming with expectation. Meanwhile, Lucian sat on the chair near the small table in their room.
Steam curled above the teacup, making him stare at it before glancing at her expectant expression.
If others were here, they might think this was her real plan.
To poison Lucian.
It wouldn't be impossible if she resorted to such a thing. After all the effort she had poured into trying to escape, poisoning Lucian might be the answer.
But despite the thought of poison, Lucian reached for the teacup.
With grace, he lifted it to his lips and sniffed the tea's aroma. Its scent alone already felt soothing.
Ashley's face brightened even more when she saw him take a sip. She jumped from her seat and moved closer to the table, placing her hands on the surface as she leaned toward him.
"So??" she asked, watching his brows rise slightly after the sip. "What do you think?"
