Marrying the Man in the Dark

“Lucy!”

“Lucy!”

The villa’s door swung open, and Serafina and Soren dashed in, their excitement palpable.

They rushed forward, embracing Lucy one after the other. “Long time no see.”

“Lucy! I missed you so much!”

Trailing behind the two children, four-and-a-half-year-old Alexis greeted Lucy politely and gentlemanly. “Lucy, hello.”

His soft, slightly mature voice tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings.

She smiled softly, squatting down to observe the little boy before her.

With his round face and distinct features, he radiated with childhood innocence. His dark eyes, framed by long, curly lashes, held a clarity and purity that captivated her.

Lucy gazed at the little boy before her, resembling a porcelain doll with his innocent features, evoking a gentle smile on her lips.

“You have a remarkable resemblance to me when I was your age,” Lucy remarked, her tone soft yet contemplative.

to be wise in your decisions,” she advised, offering

worry Damien and Cherise too much; maintain peace with your siblings,”

expressing her heartfelt wishes for his happiness

Lucy rose to her feet

rooted in place, silently observing her departure.

long hair trailed behind her

wind tousled her hair, lending her an air of desolate yet intellectual charm.

This…

motherly image Alexis had often

thought, he contemplated Lucy’s departure.

he found himself drawn to Lucy’s mature and

Godmother is the most beautiful woman I’ve

does your Godmother

brow.

returned to

her return, she unexpectedly

Lucy, a flicker of recognition dancing in her eyes, though

engaging in deep conversation with Cherise.

Lucy’s departure, struggling