The first week of their “new normal” began quietly, yet the penthouse already felt different warmer, more lived-in, filled with Elena’s small touches: a few books on the coffee table, her favorite coffee mug in the kitchen, and her laptop set up on a corner desk Damian had quickly arranged for her.Elena woke to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the sheer curtains. She was naked, tangled in silk sheets, her body still deliciously sore from the marathon of the previous night. Damian’s arm was heavy around her waist, his breathing steady against her neck. Even in sleep, his presence felt commanding.She tried to slip out of bed quietly to start her remote work for the marketing agency she was still contracted with part-time, but the moment she moved, Damian’s grip tightened.“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was rough with sleep, but the hunger underneath was unmistakable.“I have a deadline,” she whispered, though her body was already betraying her, heat pooli
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