Aria's POV
As I slowly woke up, I found myself wrapped in West's warm embrace, our bodies entwined in a gentle slumber. The sun was high outside, casting a golden glow over us, but West still slept peacefully, his chest rising and falling with soft snores. His hair fell across his forehead, and I couldn't resist gently brushing it back, revealing the sharp lines of his face. Up close, his features were even more breathtaking, the strong jawline, the soft curve of his lips. My heart swelled with affection as I gazed at him, feeling grateful that this powerful, captivating man was mine. I wished he could stay in this serene state forever, free from the worries that had been weighing him down. Lately, I'd been a source of concern for him, and the thought of easing his burdens filled me with
