I'm stalking you.

Zeno

I try to stretch, but something heavy and quite massive holds my body so tightly that I can't move. My eyes shoot open in panic, but once they focus on Nero's beautiful face, my heart rate calms down.

I watch him in awe, completely dumbstruck about his presence in my bed. Of all the things that could happen, all the outcomes and possibilities, waking up in his arms after we had sex was the last thing on my mind.

Honestly, I feared it might happen, but at the same time, the possibility of waking up alone was the only possibility I saw.

No way I'd say out loud that Nero would be the man to stay with me after he got what he wanted, but I'm happy I was wrong.

"Good morning, beautiful," Nero's gruff voice startles me, yet I find myself admiring how damn hot he sounds when he's still half asleep.

"How did you know I was awake?" I ask as the butterflies start a whole atomic war in the pit of my stomach.

I never dared to dream that I might have this. A real relationship, a marriage