Natasha's POV

As the first rays of morning light creep through my window, I slowly awaken from my slumber. Just as I begin to stretch and yawn, the sound of Lucien’s deep voice resonates through the room, jolting me fully awake. His presence is both intimidating and captivating at the same time.

With a hint of amusement in his voice, he teases, “Did you know that you’re so defenseless when you’re fast asleep? I could have easily kidnapped you without you even knowing.” I can’t help but let out a soft chuckle at his remark, finding humor in his attempt to liven up the atmosphere.

“Unfortunately I’m already kidnapped…” I say to myself clinking my fingernails together as my laugh is almost visible to him.

But the laughter quickly subsides as I regain my composure, knowing that he always maintains such a strong and dominant front.

Lucien, however, seems oblivious to the fact that his words carry a certain comedic undertone. His icy gaze remains fixed on me, his expression unyielding. It’s as if he ex