The gentle sunlight, filtering through the ethereal curtains, bathes Emma Hart's face in its warm glow.
As the sunlight caresses her, Emma opens her eyes, stretching languidly in the coziness of her room.
Her hand pats around the bedside, finding nothing but air.
Rising from the bed, Emma spots Damian Sterling wandering about the room.
He's pulling a light blue shirt from the closet.
With a few buttons still undone, his irresistibly tempting chest peeks through.
Emma feels a drool-worthy sight first thing in the morning and can't help but inhale sharply at the sight.
Damian is about to fasten the cufflinks on his sleeves when he catches Emma staring unabashedly.
Extending a hand, he beckons, "Come here."
Hesitantly, Emma, clad in a pink silk pajama, barefoot, steps off the bed and walks over to him.
