Chapter 186 Billionaire's Lies

• The sunlight filtering through the curtains painted a golden glow in the room. Sabrina shifted, her cheek against Benedict's chest. The steady beat of his heart provided a soothing rhythm beneath her; she felt loved and safe with him.
• Benedict's fingers lazily etched patterns on her bare shoulder. "Good morning," he whispered softly, low and warm.
• She looked up at him, her lips curling into a sleepy smile. "Good morning."