Ziyana
Soft morning light illuminated the room through the window blinds. The weather was cold and chilly. I could feel it down to my bones yet I felt warm under the covers. He stirred gently beside me and turned, facing me. It gave me the opportunity to see his face clearly. He might seem like a strong man to outsiders, but sleeping soundly beside me, he looks tired and cute at the same time. I was tempted to trace the shape of his mouth and brows with my fingers but I stopped myself. I had a reason for seducing him last night. Thankfully, it worked, he fell right into my hand. However, I shouldn't be carried away by the pleasures of the previous night.
His hands snaked to my waist under the duvet. He murmured some gibberish in his sleep and pulled me closer. I tried to push him away ge
