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Liora's POV
I roll from one side of the bed to the other, missing the warmth that was usually there all these past days in the three weeks I've been with Evren.
We're at his island, a very private one in the middle of nowhere. I'm sure it's because of Ronan's threats. Evren doesn't look like a man who would take vacations—much less in the middle of the year.
“Ughhh. Why can't I sleep?“ I groan, sitting up on the bed and pulling the duvet angrily over me. It's all his fault. When we got here late in the evening, I told him to give me my own room. He agreed!
The i***t agreed. How dare he? I expected him to argue and carry me to bed, where I had gotten used to his scent hitting my nostrils and giving me a sense of calm and protection through the night.
We haven't cuddled yet, but I w
