A Room, Two Queens, and One Very Unlucky Man
The two had just walked into a guest room.
The Valquin residence was lavish even in its quieter spaces. The guest room they entered carried the faint scent of sandalwood and freshly washed linen. Soft yellow light spilled from a crystal lamp above, casting a warm glow over the polished wooden floor.
Julian had barely taken two steps inside when Bianca De Dominicis turned and reached for the door.
She was about to close it—
But the door suddenly stopped.
A slender hand pushed it open again.
Gwen Valquin stepped inside.
Her long blonde hair flowed down her back like molten gold, catching the soft light as she entered the room. Her bright blue eyes immediately locked onto Bianca.
"I'm here to check his condition. What are you doing here?" Bianca frowned slightly.
Her crimson eyes narrowed.
In her eyes, this woman was already a threat.
And Julian praised her breast size and the supple curve of her ass?
