The night at the bookshop

A magnificent living room with tall windows bathed in the gentle, golden glow of the crackling fireplace. The room was tastefully decorated with elegant furnishings, exuding a timeless charm. Stepping into the scene was a stunning golden-haired man with starlight irises that held a universe of emotions, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. He sat alone on a plush couch, his silhouette illuminated by the warm fire.

Lucian's gaze was fixated on the dancing flames, but his mind wanders far beyond the reach of the room. His thoughts were consumed by a certain someone, the lady who had captured his heart, his mate, Alexandra.

His face was a tapestry of emotions, a picture of longing and uncertainty. Slowly he reached up to touch his lips, almost feeling the lingering warmth of Alexa's tender kiss.

"Alexandra.. such a beautiful name," He whispered to himself leaning back with his fingers unconsciously tracing invisible patterns on the armrest.

"Fuck!" He cursed out loud frustrated by his s