Chapter 64
- The night had ended blissfully, leaving a comforting warmth in the bedroom that lingered well into the morning.
- The soft glow of sunlight filtered through the curtains, brushing against Delilah’s peaceful face as she slept.
- She lay on her side, facing Marco, her chest rising and falling rhythmically. Her hair was a cascade of curls, slightly messy but effortlessly enchanting.