She worriedly glanced at her sleeping captor. She has used the laptop over time.
She quite enjoyed the peace before the storm. She loves that part of the story when everything is still so sweet and pure.
She hurriedly closed the laptop and placed it in the cabinet. She tiptoed towards the bed.
She is fortunate enough that he is still soundly asleep. Maybe they overdid it last night. For some reason, he has not woken up yet.
She wanted to close her eyes and pretend to be sleeping but she couldn't help but stare. He really is handsome.
All masculine and male with no ounce of fat. Even while he is sleeping he still gives off that dominating aura.
It is like a second nature to him. One that goes beyond his towering figure and intimidating gaze.
She somehow always felt the need to submit. To his authority. To his guidance and protection.
