Lucian's eyes opened slowly and the
first thing he saw was a flawless face pressed right into his own face.
Lucian blinked as if to be sure last night was indeed real and not one of his wild imaginations.
Because there on his bed, laying peacefully, lips parted slightly was his boss, Rowan Donovan.
And with the way Rowan was looking so beautiful and his dark hair flowing unto his forehead, the cold CEO mask was missing.
A smile spread across Lucian's face, and he felt something flutter in his chest- something he hadn't felt in centuries.
Butterflies.
He was feeling butterflies like some lovesick teenager?
Well, looking at Rowan now, remembering last night, the way Rowan had fallen apart in his arms, moaned his name... Lucian couldn't bring himself to care how ridiculous he was being.
This was it. This was what he'd been searching for without even knowing it.
His soulmate.
