C132 A Gift.

Surprise lighted Sia’s face when she planted her feet into their room. Lucas didn't only give it the best decoration with the help of one of the workers but he already served different cuisines on the bed.

The aroma wafted into Sia’s nostrils and her stomach unabashedly grumbled. She held her gaped mouth with the palm of her hands, trying to stifle the grin tearing its way out