Elaria’s POV
With your permission of course, I will f**k the living day light out of you.
His voice echoed in my mind the moment my eyes blinked open.
I stared at the ceiling, the memory of his words settling over me like an electric current.
Damn him.
With a grunt, I sat up and wiped my face, dragging my fingers down to chase away the last wisps of sleep. My body still tingled from the way he had looked at me last night, like I was something he intended to devour, ruin, and worship all at once.
I swung my legs off the bed and padded toward the stand by the window. A slip of paper was stuck beside it, folded neatly with an edge tucked just under the lip of the tray. I plucked it free and unfolded it.
You will most likely sleep in for a while, my journey begins early this morning an
