Angelica's POV
I had so much pent up anger and stress, that I had to release it somehow. Rough s*x was the answer to that and it felt amazing. The next morning, I woke up early with Damion and headed to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Angelica." Laura warmly greeted, handing me a cup of decaf coffee. It smelled as delicious as it tasted. "Thank you." I reply after my first sip. "Breakfast will be ready soon." She tells me as she heads back to the stove.
I usually offer to help, but I'm sore in between my legs and exhausted from waking up often with Damion. I knew my mother would be up soon, because she's an early bird. I wanted to speak with her privately, so I made sure I was in the kitchen where I know she would head to first. As on cue, I hear a big yawn and in walks my mom.
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