Chapter 116 Secret Agenda

• Lucia’s pov
• The chamber was dimly lit, with a gentle amber glow from the fireplace dancing across the stone walls. Jason and I sat across from one other, our wine glasses reflecting the light as if mocking the blood that had been poured to get us here.
• The air was thick with satisfaction—our type of triumph had its own distinct flavor, a delicious blend of power and brutality. Jason leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes locked on the flickering flames.