All Chapters of Chef Evren’s Cat-Sitter (Tagalog): Chapter 11

The heavy, chaotic rhythm of the storm outside had finally settled into a low, rhythmic hum. The thick sheets of rain turning into a steady, persistent drizzle that washed over the glass walls of the pavilion.Inside the pool-house suite, the air remained dense and suffocatingly warm, smelling deeply of spent passion, damp skin, and the rich, woodsy scent of Evren’s soap.Linden lay completely motionless against the silk pillows, her breathing gradually slowing down from the frantic, breathless pace of her release. Her body felt utterly heavy, a strange but deeply satisfying languor seeping into her muscles, making even the act of lifting a hand feel like an impossible task.Beside her, the mattress shifted with a slow, powerful movement. Evren rolled onto his side, propping his head up with one large, muscular arm as he looked down at her. His dark hair was thoroughly disheveled, damp with sweat, and his hazel eyes were still dark, heavy with a lingering, protective possessiveness.