Jane's POV's
The morning sun, streaming through the gap in my curtains, roused me from sleep. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table, surprised to see that it was already eight o'clock. A wave of discomfort washed over me as I attempted to sit up. My body ached, particularly in my thigh, a stark reminder of the previous night's events. Gabriel had claimed me, his passion relentless, his energy seemingly boundless. I had been so exhausted, so overwhelmed, that I hadn't even realized I had fallen asleep.
My head throbbed, a dull ache that pulsed with every movement. I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to rise. I went to the bathroom, seeking solace in the familiar routine of washing and dressing. As I sat in the bathroom, a sharp pain shot through my......, a reminder of Gabriel's force
