Chapter 32

Mr. Stone Armsberg POV

I was excited for today. It was my little queen's birthday. She can be so forgetful sometimes that she has no idea that today was her birthday, but I plan to make it special, it's the best I can do. This whole week will be dedicated to my beautiful girl.

Waking up at 4 am just to stare at her sleeping has become a little routine of mine, she's such a bad sleeper, but I'm not complaining. Every time I wake up, I always find her bonnet on the floor. Chuckling, I got off the bed and picked it up before gently wrapping it around her hair, she looks ravishing.

Her light snores are the only thing that can be heard in the room as I move around silently back onto the bed. She turns to face me and throws her arms around my torso. I brought my hand forward and cupped her face watching the drool trailing down from her mouth to her ears.

I fucked her good last night. Those are the only times she would be drooling like this. I chuckled proudly, looking at the marks that litte