The moment consciousness fully seeped back into my older brother's soul—his gaze like a debt collector questioning the meaning of life—Dominic stepped closer.
His steps were heavy, like a royal fortress marching toward war. Each footfall echoed, and I could hear small tremors in the marble floor as if the earth itself knew: big trouble was coming.
And hup.
In one swift motion, he yanked both my arms away from the two handsome men I had just successfully embraced with all the luck in my life.
My arms now dangled in the air like a broken fan that had run out of power. My brain took five full seconds before finally turning on.
Loading area... processing data... stabilizing consciousness system...
And—click!
Consciousness connected.
I stared at my own hands like a fan who had just realized she hugged her idol at a concert.
I, Lady Liliane von Hohenberg. Had just—legally, openly, and in front of the noble public—hugged two men simultaneously.
