The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of the master bedroom, casting a soft golden glow across the tangled sheets. Cecilia stirred slowly, her body deliciously sore in the best possible way. Ethan’s strong arm was draped possessively over her waist, his warm breath tickling the back of her neck. For the first time in what felt like forever, she woke up without the immediate weight of fear crushing her chest.She turned in his arms, tracing her fingers along the hard lines of his jaw. Ethan’s eyes fluttered open, a lazy, satisfied smile spreading across his face.“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. He pulled her closer, pressing a slow, deep kiss to her lips. “Last night… God, Cece. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”Cecilia smiled against his mouth, her fingers threading through his hair. “I don’t want you to. I needed that. I needed you. After yesterday… after seeing Adrian, I felt so scared. But you make
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