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Chapter 33

Author: Jax
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-29 00:55:32

Whitney’s POV

I stirred awake, the warm light spilling across the sheets. My body was sore, but it was a sore I could live with. My lashes fluttered open to the sight of Casio beside me, his arm heavy and protective across my waist. A small smile played on my face. I didn’t expect to feel this protected and safe in his bed. In this new world. Yet here I was. Happy.

I watched as Casio’s chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, his dark hair against the pillow. His features softened by sleep. We were still naked beneath the covers; his heat seeped into my skin. Shifting closer, I nestled into him, inhaling his familiar scent of smoke and leather that always clung to him. For the first time in almost forever, I never felt this way about someone. This happiness, this joy of seeing someone.

Then-

Bang. Bang. Bang.

The sudden knock on the door made my heart skip a beat, almost making my heart jump out of my chest. I stiffened, clutching the blanket instinctively to cover myself. Then Casio’s
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