Siena's POV
I open my eyes, and the first thing I see is the face of the Greek god with bronzed skin and perfect alpha male features that make my panties wet, right in front of me. He's asleep, his features relaxed, looking serene, even snoring with great effort.
His delicate and precious snores are what woke me up. I try not to laugh because, honestly, he sounds like a locomotive.
"Does he never rest that when he does, he snores like this?"
I don't know if that's related, but what I do know is that Eros's liberal life before I came into it seemed quite monotonous. I have a feeling that with me, he's doing things he never did before, and despite his denials and bitterness, he's genuinely having fun. He'll never say it out loud, but the old man knows I'm a rainbow in his gray life.
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