Chloe Moore woke up from her dream.
She thought it was all an illusion, but the sound of breathing next to her reminded her that it was not a dream.
The cold moonlight seeped through the unfastened gap in the curtains, allowing her to see the silhouette of the man next to her.
He had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, a high nose bridge, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his face. When he slept, he was as peaceful as an angel, but as soon as Chloe met his ink-black eyes, she couldn't help but remember the moment he transformed into a demon from hell.
Her body trembled slightly.
Nine years had passed since that day, and she had grown from a little girl into an adult. But time seemed to have changed nothing. She was still the helpless Chloe, suppressed by his dominance and controlled w
