IRIS’S POVThe morning sun didn't feel like a blessing when it finally arrived, instead, it felt like an unwanted intruder that was forcing its way into our sanctuary. It cut through the heavy, velvet curtains in long, sharp lines of gold, and the light acted like a spotlight that showed exactly how much of a mess we had made of the room and ourselves during the night.I stayed perfectly still with my eyes closed, feeling my body sink into the expensive mattress as if I were made of lead, and I could feel a dull, pulsing ache in my hips that reminded me of every move Darius had made.There was a lingering heat between my legs that wouldn't go away, and the scent of him was everywhere—it was in the sheets, in my hair, and on my skin—smelling of dark wood, expensive scotch, and the raw, masculine power of a man who had finally taken what he wanted.Darius was a solid wall of radiating heat against my back, and his arm felt like a heavy, protective anchor draped over my waist with his ha
Last Updated : 2026-01-16
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