MAID OF REVENGE
“Let’s go, baby. I’ll bring you home.”
I nodded, a bittersweet smile touching my lips. We had already spent hours together, yet it still didn’t feel like enough. These stolen moments were slowly healing the quiet ache we both carried from our secret meetings at the mansion—those hurried, hidden glances and whispered conversations that had only deepened our longing.
The drive back was peaceful, filled with comfortable silence and the occasional brush of his fingers against mine. I rested my head against the seat, replaying every beautiful detail in my mind, my heart still floating from the day’s magic.
Bab Populer