BRYN
I woke up from the nauseating scent of roses and already knew what was happening before I even managed to open my eyes.
“Morning, my love,” the mattress next to me dipped and I felt Zion’s lips brush over my cheek and earlobe. Not really a kiss, he was careful about those and used each one I owed him properly, calculating his every move. That was why they said to never make a deal with the devil. Sadly “they” didn’t advise anything in case you had no choice.
I turned to face him and noticed that my whole bedroom was covered in flowers yet again. Red roses this time. For some reason, he liked them the most.
“Morning,” I greeted him, trying to ignore how he was taking in every inch of me. I was already used to him waking me up every day that he was in the castle, so didn’t make
