Elene was supposed to be exhausted and fall asleep right after she had the food Joaquin brought for her, but here she was, staring at the canopy above her instead, her mind replaying today’s events. The way his fingers felt on her skin and the way he looked at her… Like no other man looked at her before. The moonlight spilt through her window, bathing her in its silvery glow as she pondered on the complexities of the man who had become so central to her life in such a short span of time.
He would be the end of her. Whether she wanted it or not.
Once it was time to come back and reject him, she would never forget how it felt to be near him, or touch him… or kiss him…
This was the only reason why she escaped him earlier. Because when she saw him that jealous... she loved it.
In the still
