DESDEMONAI rolled on the bed, I robbed my fluffy bed, as a smile escaped my lip, I opened my eyes slowly, looking around. I blinked twice, wiping my eyes.This is not my bed.“Are you that disappointed?” His voice came out low, smooth, almost teasing, but there was weight beneath it, an edge that made the air between us tighten.Alaric walked in his presence filling the room and a towel wrapped around his waist, the towel can slip away if pulled too much. Water trailed down his bare chest in slow, gleaming lines, catching the candlelight as it slid across the ridges of his abs, hard, sculpted, every muscle moving with quiet strength. The towel around his waist hung dangerously low, clinging to his hips, a single drop slipping down to where the fabric barely held.His dark hair was damp, strands falling across his forehead. A droplet clung to his jaw before rolling down the line of his neck to his collarbone. He moved with that same unhurried confidence, predatory, deliberate, as if
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