Chapter 150: – Sleep –

Lucian felt like his mother wouldn’t move. However, Loredana managed to approach the bed. She lowered her gaze. The duvet was pulled over Nikolas’s body. His face was pale. His eyes were shut and his soft chestnut was tousled.

"My beautiful boy..." She pressed her palm to his forehead, sweeping off the stubborn strands. His skin was warm, still very warm as if he were yet to be a dead man.