When I woke up, we were tangled together, his body wrapped around mine in a way that made me grin uncontrollably. The memory of last night filled me with a ridiculous kind of happiness, the kind that made me think I could live like this forever. But then reality crept in—the tangled mess of my concubine status and the ever-looming presence of the Queen, my lover's wife, who despised me with every fiber of her being. My smile faded, replaced by a heavy, sinking feeling.
Hadrian's steady breath against the back of my neck should have been comforting, but even his warmth couldn’t ease my mind. I knew he must have felt the sudden tension in my body, yet he didn't pull away. Instead, he murmured softly and nestled his face into the curve of my neck.
"Should I help you relax again?" he whisper
