General POV
Soft moans through her lips, his fingers buried into her ruffled hair, and rosy flushed faces distorted from pleasure. Gideon felt his lips lift up in a small smile. His chest suddenly warm. His eyes fluttered open to see their fierce tigress he tamed last night. He patted the bed to feel her soft, fleshy form underneath his grip and felt nothing. The bed was cold, flat, and empty. Gideon let the silence fill his hazy thoughts before rising.
He felt something other than the fleeting joy bubbling in his chest moments ago; it was fear. Fear. Fear he won't get to experience this ever again and fury he had given Isabella this power.
His feet pranced out of her bed; he wore his clothes and walked out of the room. The living space was empty as well. He pushed the door of the bathr
