The Sin of His Obsession
The hotel room was quiet now, a sanctuary from the storm. The city lights outside were a soft, muted glow against the darkness. Aiden held Chloe close, his body a solid, reassuring weight beside her. The peace that had settled between them was profound, a balm for the wounds of the past few weeks. This wasn't just a physical intimacy; it was a spiritual homecoming. Parang umuwi sila.
After a long silence, Aiden kissed the top of her head. "We have to talk," he said, his voice a low, steady hum against her skin. "About the name."