Sierra's POV
I woke up from the heat of the sun hitting my cheeks. As I opened my eyes, I saw my window was open. I realized I hadn't closed it last night.
I was about to get up from my bed when I suddenly felt an arm wrap around my waist from behind, tightening its grip when I tried to move.
My eyes widened as I remembered what happened last night. I thought it was just a dream brought on by longing, but hereI was, naked and embraced by Damian's arms.
Shit! We haven't cleared anything between us, yet here we are, lying in bed, cuddling. Worst of all, we just made love last night.
I closed my eyes tightly, feeling my cheeks start to burn as embarrassment was eating my whole being.
So much for the break up scene I created in his mansion, in front of his grandmother. I even blocked him and quit my work, only to find myself being dominated in bed again simply because I lost control of my emotions last night.
What the fuck is happening right now?
