Viya's POV
As soon as I stepped out of the private dining room, I felt my body relax slightly. These past few days at Lucius's Villa had been suffocating—I couldn't do anything comfortably, wanting to leave but unable to escape.
I let out a soft breath and headed straight for the restroom. Just before rounding the corner, I spotted a group of people walking from the elevator area in the distance. Almost instantly, my eyes locked onto that distinguished, striking figure among them.
He really was back.
Lucius hadn't lied to me this time.
My steps faltered slightly, my heart feeling like a waterlogged sponge in my chest.
The entourage consisted of about seven or eight people. At the front, Margaret Blackwood was engaged in animated conversation with Amber Laurent's parents
