Glory

"Good morning, Princess," Sebastian greeted her as soon as she opened her eyes, and her cheeks flushed red when she saw him sitting on the couch in the room leisurely and reading a newspaper.

"Good morning, Mr. Marino," she whispered, suppressing the urge to groan as she felt like her body was run down by a truck or something.

Last night, even when Mr. Marino said he wouldn't take it hard on her since it was their first time, he still had gone for three rounds, and those three rounds were more hectic and tiring than hours of training.

She also realized what Mr. Marino meant when he said her stamina was low. She came more than 10 times when he came only three times, and it wasn't something she was proud of despite how great it felt.

By the time he said he didn't want to burden her on their first time, she barely had her eyes open.