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Captive in His Arms

Author: Luciana Rielle
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-13 21:29:15

Genesis's POV

I was awake... but I couldn't move.

Nothing was holding me down, not physically, but the person lying next to me was the one keeping me captive.

He was asleep, his wide, muscled chest rising and falling steadily.

My face flushed at my own thoughts, but how could I not notice? He was right there, so close.

And he was asleep.

I didn't know if I should move. Did I have permission to? Morning light peeked through the blinds, casting soft streaks across the room. I could hear faint birds chirping outside, signaling the start of the day.

Still, I remained frozen.

Nothing had happened... again.

How were we supposed to make children if he wouldn't touch me? The thought worried me more than it should, but I quickly pushed it to the back of my mind.

Right now, all I could focus on was him.

My husband.

He was handsome, too handsome. When he was awake, his bright blue eyes always carried a smile. Like the whole world couldn't bother him.

But there was something beneath that smile.

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