Chapter 73.
The morning light slipped into the room, settling gently on Nuella’s cheeks.
Her body stirred against the sheet and she grimaced for some seconds, her fluttering lashes finally parting open.
Her hand moved around the bed, searching for the man who had ruined her in ways she knew no one could ever. However, her hands met with the cold rumpled sheet.
A knit of worry pulled between her brows and she hurriedly looked across the room.
There… Devine sat on a couch with his back to hers, and a phone to his ear.
The frown on her face vanished, replaced by a soft unknown smile.
Silence settled into the room again and Nuella just sat on the bed with her half-open eyes, staring at him from afar… admiring him, and the things he did to her.
A blush rose beneath her cheeks, a warm li
