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A Gentle Side of Him She Didn't Expect
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2025-08-02 09:15:26It was already afternoon when I stirred. The sun slipped past the curtains in golden streaks, slow and quiet, like it didn’t want to wake us.
My body… hurt. Every inch of it. Skin rubbed raw in places, bruises blooming like ghosted violets down my ribs, my thighs, my wrists. A dull ache pulsed at the base of my spine, between my legs, like proof that I had been conquered again, and again, and again. I didn’t move at first. I waited, like I always did. Waited to feel the cold. Waited to be alone. Waited for him to be gone. But I wasn’t alone. His arm was draped over my waist, heavy, still warm. His chest pressed into my back, breath slow, shallow. I could feel it, he was awake. And he hadn’t left. That realization hit harder than the pain. I blinked up, lashes brushing against the edge of the pillow. Then slowly, I turned, just enough to see him.
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