Like he promised, Cyrus had completely wrecked me for hours then he still forced me to sit there while he drew a portrait of me naked.
At that point, I was simply exhausted. It took hours and when he was done and I had a look at the finished work, I gasped.
"It's beautiful." I complimented.
"Are you going to gift this to me?"
"No. It's for me." Cyrus snatched the canvas away from me, removed one of the paintings from the wall and replaced it with the one from just now.
"No one really comes in here?"
"A maid comes to clean once in a while. Are you worried someone might see it?"
"Not really" I shrugged.
"I'll have the eyes of anyone who does!"
I chuckled at that.
"My father wanted to bring the wedding forward." I started. "That is why he invited Declan today."
"How about you? H
