Chapter Forty Four

Zawadi's body ached. An ache she gladly welcomed. An ache that reminded her of the night she had spent with Lucas. The night that had lasted till dawn. He had woken her up again and again for another round.

Not that she was complaining, she loved every second of it.

Wanting to hold him once more, she turned to his side and stretched her arms. She quickly opened her eyes when she found the bed cold...