Freya
Sitting at the dressing table, I carefully wiped the last traces of makeup from my face, letting out a soft sigh as the cool sensation of the cleanser soothed my skin. The night had been perfect, but I was exhausted. My reflection in the mirror showed nothing but a content smile.
But then, I caught something else… Victor, standing a few feet away, just watching me.
His gaze was intense yet gentle, his lips curled into a faint smile.
I raised an eyebrow, amusement lacing my voice. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
His smile deepened as he took a slow step closer. "Because I still can’t believe you’re finally mine."
My heart did a little flip at his words, warmth spreading through my chest. He reached me within seconds, his strong hands resting on my shoulders as h
