He didn’t respond. Instead, he raised the panties to his face, his eyes narrowing slightly as he brought them close to his nose. Isla’s entire body went rigid as she realized what he was doing. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, her eyes widening as Lucian inhaled deeply.
“Vanilla,” he murmured, his voice low and almost teasing. A satisfied smirk tugged at his lips as he glanced back at her. “I didn’t expect that. Sweet, just like you.”
“Lucian!” Isla hissed, her voice a mix of shock and mortification. She took a step back, her hand instinctively moving to cover her face, though it did little to hide her flaming cheeks. “You… you can’t just—”
“Can’t just what?” he interrupted, his smirk widening into a grin. His tone was playful, but there was an undeniable edge of dominance in it. H
