–Livana–
Just as he promised… We made love.
He woke me up first—gently at first, then like a man starved. He made love to me like he couldn't get enough, like I was the only thing tethering him to this world. His touch was possessive, wild, yet worshipful.
Afterward, he bathed me, guiding my body with reverent care as if I might break. He lathered my skin with oils and scented soaps, rinsed me slowly, and then helped me dress in silk. He brushed my long hair down to my waist and tied it off in a loose braid, the way he always did—routine, affectionate, obsessive.
Then he walked me downstairs, his hand warm against the small of my back.
My team was already waiting.
"I'm going to miss you," Kai pouted at Sophia, ever dramatic.
"Nonsense, you don't miss me," Sophia scoffed without looking at him.
"Where are you off to, love?" Damon asked, his voice low and honey-smooth.
