••• Arabella’s POV •••
“Urrrgghhh…”
I stretched my body and felt it even more sore than last night, especially my pussy.
Looking down to check my body, I saw bruises on my breasts and wanted to curse Max for causing it.
Couldn't he be gentler?
At least he didn't have to leave bruises!
I looked around the room to find that I was alone, with Max nowhere to be found.
After brushing my teeth and face in the bathroom, I chose to wear a nightgown since it was still early in the morning before leaving the bedroom.
When I reached the living room, I saw Max sitting on the couch, wearing long black pants and an unbuttoned white shirt, showing his muscular chest and a laptop on his thighs.
I couldn't help but stare at him in amazement and be attracted by the way he worked so seriously.
He looked so hot.
He seemed to notice my presence and looked up from his laptop screen, and our gazes locked.
I quickly averted my eyes.