~LAYLA~
Sunlight hit my eyelids, demanding the attention I wasn't ready to give. I groaned, trying to bury my face back into the pillow, but a heavy, warm weight across my waist pinned me in place.
"No running," his rough, sleep-heavy voice rumbled against the shell of my ear. "It's too early."
I smiled, keeping my eyes closed as I leaned back into the solid warmth of Axel's chest. His arm tightened around me, his nose nuzzling the sensitive spot where my neck met my shouolder, a spot he had paid very close attention to only a few hours ago.
"You're the one who woke me up," I murmured, turning in his hold until I was facing him.
Axel looked devastating in the morning light. His dark hair was messy, sticking up in a way that made him look younger, less like the ruthless CEO and more like the man who had just spent the entire night 'worshipping' me.
His eyes were heavy-lidded but focused entirely on my face.
