Lucian’s POV She nestles against me, our legs tangled beneath the covers, her presence as natural and necessary as breathing.A white tank clings to her, barely concealing the graceful curve of her back. Her shorts ride high on her hips, leaving long, sun-kissed legs tangled with mine beneath the sheets.Dark hair spills across the pillow, damp strands catching the faint glow from the bedside lamp.She looks unreal.Like a dream too beautiful to survive daylight.My Maryelle.My breathtaking Diyosa.Her brown eyes search mine as though I'm something precious.Something worth keeping."I'm so lucky," she murmurs, her lips brushing my chin. "I found real love in this lifetime."She tries to suppress her smile.Fails spectacularly.Light pours through her anyway.I brush a strand of hair from her face."I think I'm the lucky one."My thumb lingers against her cheek."And I could give you a thousand reasons why."She leans closer.Forehead against mine.Breath mingling with mine.Then sh
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