Everyone wants something

General pov The large room in Lucian’s private apartment carried the lingering scent of sin. The scent of expensive cologne and the stench of sex. The apartment was purely for his discretion. One of the things he loved to keep secret in the apartment, with the curtains half-drawn as late morning slid into afternoon, was the figure lying beside him in the room’s massive bed. Isabella. Curled up by his side, Isabella was naked if not for the bed sheet that covered her lower brother. Her upper body was totally bare. Her well-shaped boobs warmed Lucien’s right arm, while he held his phone with the left, peering at the screen like he was alone in the room. Done with the business that brought them to the apartment, the next thing that mattered to him was business. Enzo had messaged him to report that they retrieved some stuff from Bianca, but not what they were looking for. His face turned red with the message. He grunted under his breath in Italian. Isabella’s hand crept gently to his ch