Celia was terrified, her body damp with sweat despite the cold air in the room. She lay completely still, her breathing shallow and panicked. Rafael assumed she was fast asleep. After taking a cold shower to cool down, he stepped out with a towel loosely tied around his waist, lit a cigar, and moved to the window.
After standing by the window for a few minutes, Rafael walked over to the bed, his gaze softening as he looked down at Celia.
“My queen,” he said, gently trailing his fingers along her cheek.
“You’ve been sleeping for so long, wake up,” he whispered into her ear.
Rafael was taken unaware by Celia’s next action, she slowly let her hand outside the cover and held the side of his neck pulling his face from her ear side to her face, she kissed him, she pulled away and they looked
