It was the morning of the next day, and Luca looked particularly enthusiastic right now.
A look of vigor brightened his face, and a bright, lively glint sparkled in his eyes. He felt refreshed today, as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders after a long, satisfying night.
Yesterday had left him honestly devastated.
Leona had stopped him right at the very last point, refusing to let him truly become one with her, and it had stung more than he cared to admit.
It wasn't just Leona—Lulu had done the same, pulling back at the critical moment, and even Nyx had played with his feelings like that, teasing him to the edge only to leave him hanging.
If it hadn't been for Luna, who had been willing to go all out for his sake, he knew he might have had a genuine mental breakdown with how the entire family kept teasing and denying him.
But fortunately, he had found release with Esme.
