Chapter 80: Shower Sex.

MARIA

She'd barely seen him yesterday.

After he'd woken up from a dream of her memories and after she'd coaxed him back to sleep, she had woken up to an empty bed. She had not even been surprised because it wasn't the first time she was waking up to find him gone already, but it stung nonetheless.

Why was he so hellbent on not spending time with her?

It had been over a week already and she knew that he was trying to adjust, to fit into the man he now was when he was with her. She, too, was adjusting because, hell, this man had once been her captor.

He'd locked her up in a cell for ages, restricted her from having baths—which should be considered an evil on its own—attempted to cut off her hand—she still bore the mark—spoke to her in a degrading manner and to top it all off, he'd taken her from her home.

Sure, here was a million times better than her home and she'd rather be here than be with Ariti, but she was only making that decision now. He'd taken her from her home without h