Jonathan already woke up thirty minutes ago. But he reluctantly got up from the bed. His goddess which slept soundly next to him was the reason why. Since he opened his eyes, he couldn't stare away from Siara. Sometimes he couldn't believe himself, such a beautiful woman like her end up with a widowed man like him. Sometimes he thought that Siara could have someone better than him. But at the same time he doesn't have the heart to let her go. He was too selfish to let anyone have her. Jonathan wanted Siara for himself. The possessiveness in his body always made a move towards her and he couldn't help it.
He loves her too much.
