The moment the system's voice echoed in his mind, Lucien almost burst into laughter. Damn it, this cursed system actually possessed a function to measure the progress of bedchamber affairs. How truly fascinating.
"Lucien."
Dominic Vance's voice pulled him back to reality. Lucien opened his eyes, finding that Dominic had stopped and was staring intently at him. Dominic's gaze at this moment was somewhat strange, as if he was observing, as if he was scrutinizing him.
"What is the matter?" He asked, his voice weak.
"What are you thinking about?"
Lucien blinked. For a split second, he almost thought he had been exposed. But then he realized, this question was not because Dominic was suspicious. Rather, it was because Dominic wanted to hear him speak words of endearment. Dominic wanted to confirm that Lucien's heart was beating for him, that his mind was filled entirely with Dominic's silhouette.
What a truly pitiful man.
