Chapter 35 A Housekeeper Who Warms The Alpha's Bed For Money

• The lights have been turned off, the room left in full darkness as it overtook every freaking inch of it. Aurora now laid comfortably in bed with her still-dizzy head in the pillow.
• She never let go of his head from her chest and those tender fingers never took a break from the job of stroking his scalp. He was asleep but she knew he was loving the message of her fragile fingers.
• His soft respiration slapped warm breaths on her cleavage making her core squirm. Even though he was sleeping soundly, his body made her insides curl.