The first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, casting over the rumpled sheets. Chloe lay nestled against Gordon's chest, her body still humming from the night's endless f*****g session after after session, They had gone several rounds and she loved every bit of it. His arm draped possessively around her waist, holding her close as if afraid she might slip away. She traced lazy patterns on his skin, savoring the warmth and the steady rhythm of his breathing, but a shadow of unease lingered in her mind. The secrets she'd buried deep were rising now, demanding to be faced.
Gordon stirred, his eyes opening to meet hers. There was a tenderness in his gaze that made her heart ache, but it was edged with something deeper, like a quest for answers. He pulled her closer, his hand
