ISABELLA I woke up in a bed that wasn’t mine.The sheets were silk, cool against my bare skin, so smooth they felt like liquid luxury. For a long second, I lay there, my mind tangled in the fog of sleep, my body sore in places I hadn’t felt in a long time. Then, like a slap to the face, it hit me.I’d let a man have his way with me. Without a fight. No overthinking, no self-sabotage, no last-minute exit strategy. Just... me, him, and a night of reckless passion.I exhaled sharply and turned over, expecting to see him beside me, but the bed was empty. A tiny, pathetic part of me was relieved. Because if he were still here, wide awake, looking at me like a mistake he didn't want to make again, I wouldn’t have known what to say. I sat up, clutching the sheets to my chest, and glanced around. The suite was massive. High ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows that displayed a breathtaking city view, the kind you only saw in magazines. The morning light poured in, illuminating sleek, modern
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