Sweet Little Temptation
BEVERLY
The miracle happened exactly fifty-five minutes after Damian left the room.
I was lying on my side, the plush pink heating belt strapped firmly around my waist, sending a steady, blissful wave of high-intensity warmth vibrating directly into my lower abdomen. I had already demolished half a bar of the dark chocolate, the rich, bitter sweetness working wonders on my mood, and had washed it down with the warm chamomile tea he’d provided. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the sharp, daggering claws in my pelvis began to loosen their grip. The constant, exhausting throb in my lower back dissolved into nothing more than a faint, distant whisper.
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