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The strong white light caressed my closed eyelids, peaceful warmth engulfing my entire frame, making me feel so safe and serene...

I readjusted my head on the somewhat hard pillow, slowly opening my eyes, momentarily blinded by the bright sunrays.

Stretching my numb muscles, I finally felt the much larger, warm body half-trapped underneath me, my gaze instantly landing on the muscular and very naked torso my head was currently resting on. My eyes widened, my entire frame instantly freezing, various inappropriate scenarios passing through my mind as I laid completely still, too afraid to make a single move.

How did we end up like this?

Feeling his warm hand travel over my bare shoulder, my heartbeat instantly quickened, unconsciously holding my breath as I closed my eyes shut, not knowing what else I could possibly do.

“I know you’re awake, Daya.”

My eyelids snapped open at the sound of his husky yet lazy tone, utter confusion clouding my thoughts as I ultimately realized he had actually called me by my name, and not that stupid pet name.

Quickly rising to a sitting position, I tried to wiggle myself a little further away from him when a sudden wave of dizziness hit me hard and fast, almost falling off the bed if it wasn’t for his really quick reflexes, his warm hands instantly gripping my shoulders, holding me still.

“Whoah, easy there. Are you okay?” He softly asked, genuine concern lacing his tone.

I frowned, weirdly staring at him as he helped me lean against the soft white-leathered headboard, feeling somewhat skeptical about his sudden caring act.

“W-what ha-

Why am I wearing this?” My eyes instantly widened, the moment I finally noticed the silky black shirt loosely covering my body, falling off my left shoulder, almost revealing my breast.

“I took the liberty to change you,” He simply answered, his dark gaze leisurely trailing from my neck to my collarbone, setting on my slightly heaving chest as he sat right in front of me, my hands wrapping around my torso to cover myself as I shot him a murderous glare.

“What? Would you have preferred to sleep in that wet, bloodied t-shirt?” He rose one eyebrow at my sudden actions, my gaze ultimately averting somewhere on the satin sheets, choosing to leave that question unanswered.

“Can’t promise I looked away though...” He then leisurely added, a hint of mischievousness lacing his tone, my gaze shooting back up to meet his, incredulously staring at him.

“Nice tits, by the way.”

A small, shocked gasp escaped my lips, my cheeks practically bursting into flames, feeling so enraged and violated at the same time.

“You sick pervert! If I find out you took advantage of me in that state, I’ll-”

Before I could even finish that sentence, his body was already on top of mine, purposefully placing himself in between my legs, practically caging me in, placing his palms either side of my shoulders, our noses almost touching as he simply asked,

“You’ll what?”

Deadly silence followed, the sounds of my own erratic heartbeat and ragged breathing being the only ones reaching my ears as I widely stared up at him, vivid fear seeping through my every pore, dreading of what his next move could possibly be.

Exhaling a long, audible breath, he then finally removed himself away from me, my whole body gradually relaxing as I heard him mutter,

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.

I don’t need to force myself on anyone to get what I want.”

That last sentence though sent once again that same weird tingle crossing my lower abdomen, however, I chose to ignore it, averting my attention back to him.

“By the way, what was that?” He then suddenly asked, evident interest lacing his tone as he curiously stared back at me, my cheeks returning to that bright red, obviously knowing exactly what was he referring to.

“I think you already know,” I timidly muttered, obviously still feeling so embarrassed after all that happened last night, my gaze quickly lowering on my bare knees, letting my unruly curls fall over my cheeks, somehow trying to create a some kind of barrier between us.

“Tell me,” The soft, sudden sensation of his fingers gliding over my cheeks, moving to tuck my hair behind my ear startled me, causing me to look back at him, my gaze meeting his once again, finally noticing that innocent expression plastered all over his angelic features, making him resemble to a small child.

“I...” The single letter tumbled out my lips, momentarily unable to utter anything more, like in a deep trance, my whole attention focused solely on him, admiring every feature, every crevice of his finely carved face.

Silky, ebony black hair...thick dark eyebrows...piercing black eyes...perfectly straight nose...sun-kissed skin...

Pouty, pale pink lips...

Without even realizing what I was doing, my hand moved on its own accord, reaching his face, his barely grown beard tickling my fingers as I gently touched his cheek.

Vivid images suddenly started flashing before my eyes, the feeling of his short beard touching the sensitive skin between my thighs seeming so real as his hot mouth nipped at my flesh, electric tingles spreading throughout my entire body...

The sounds of my own ragged breathing reached my ears as he became a little more aggressive, sweetly torturing my vulnerable body, various different, foreign sensations making their way through my entire being, meekly crying out his name...

Feeling him lightly shudder underneath my touch, I instantly snapped out of my trance-like state, my eyes wide as my mind finally processed what just happened. For the second time.

“I’m-I’m sorry!” I blurted out as I stared at his entirely shocked expression, not even wasting another second as I clumsily scrambled out of that bed, intending to make a run straight towards the bathroom and lock myself in it.

But all my plans suddenly cancelled, the moment I felt his hand firmly gripping my wrist, preventing me from doing so and without a single warning, I suddenly found myself landing on my butt back on the comfortable bed as his hand gave a single, firm tug.

And before I even had the time to realize what was happening, my back was already pressed against the soft mattress, the look in those hollow orbs seeming so dead, like a lifeless puppet staring into nothingness he stared right back at me, my heart wildly thumping inside my chest as his strong hands harshly gripped my wrists, pinning them above my head.

No...