[Atlas P.O.V.]
The morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I lay in bed, my senses still tingling from the night before, my mind already drifting to the lesson I had in mind for Astrid.
Astrid slept beside me. Her long, wavy brown hair cascaded across the pillow. Her slender body was relaxed, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm that told me she was still asleep. I had a day of training planned, of pushing boundaries, of molding her into the submissive I knew she could be.
I propped myself up on my elbow watching her.
“Astrid,” I murmured, my voice a command as it cut through the silence. “Wake up, pet.”
Her eyes opened, brown and wide, filled with sleepiness. She blinked a few times, her gaze focusing on me and a faint blush crept up her
