SUZANA'S POV:
I woke up to the warmth of Salvador's fragrance lingering on the sheets. My heart skipped a beat as memories of last night flooded my mind. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, and tossed off the blanket.
A yawn escaped my lips as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My feet dangled in the air, and I felt a slight soreness in my muscles – a pleasant reminder of Salvador's passion.
I stepped into the washroom, flipping on the light. As I gazed into the mirror, my eyes landed on the hickeys on my neck. A smile spread across my face.
"He wasn't that rough," I thought to myself, tracing the marks with my fingers.
I chuckled, recalling Salvador's intensity. My skin still tingled from his touch.
After a refreshing shower, I applied lotion to my skin, feeling invigorated. I dressed in a crisp white blouse and tailored pants, ready to tackle the day.
