Chapter 395 Bride Of His Vengeance Ch18
- Lenore’s POV
- The first thing I felt when I woke was the ache.
- It lived in every inch of me—between my thighs, in the sore stretch of muscles that had been bent to his will, in the bruises blooming along my hips where his hands had held me down. My body was heavy, my skin still carrying the ghost of his touch.