Hector's POV
Our first day had been spent worshiping each other's bodies. I couldn't get enough of my adorable little vixen. Fire and passion are the only words I could use to describe her. She matched me in that aspect. Maliyla was wild and unapologetic in her desires. I felt alive being with her and wanted to make her feel the same way. Making her feel loved and cherished was my top priority, and I knew I would do anything to make her happy. We had an intense connection that was unlike anything I had experienced before. Every moment together felt like a dream.
As I awoke the following day, I could smell food and hear soft music. I glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside table and saw it was nine o'clock. After getting out of bed, I put on a pair of sweatpants and went to the bat
