Chapter 81

• A sense of disappointment resonates deeply within Anastasia, yet she nods in response to Sandro's penetrating gaze. As she mentally counts, she feels a synchronous release as his fingers gradually untangle from her wrists, finally letting go at the count of five.
• However, his thighs remain firmly encircled around hers, a reminder of their proximity. She notes how his eyelids begin to droop, the weight of fatigue evident, and her attention follows his downward gaze to her own bare thighs, which are tightly wrapped around his legs. It seems that her body has taken on a will of its own in recent times.
• Sandro flicks his tongue out, brushing against his bottom lip and momentarily catching a smudge of blood, which causes Anastasia to instantly melt in response, her body softening as her spine arches involuntarily.