Chapter 41

• Author's POV
• The golden haze of candlelight flickered across the room, casting soft shadows on the walls and illuminating the tousled sheets tangled beneath them. Shirin lay still for a moment, the soft rise and fall of the woman’s breath beside him breaking the silence. Her head rested lazily on his chest, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips as she traced lazy circles across his skin with her fingertips.
• “That was… something else,” she murmured, her voice husky and dreamy, her smile stretching as she tilted her face toward him. Her long, tousled dark hair spilled across his chest like silk, her body draped over his like a warm, contented blanket.