Capítulo 17: Ruining her

Layla groaned softly as she turned to her left, her head throbbing with a dull ache. Slowly blinking her eyes open, she found herself lying next to Lucius, who was sound asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. He lay shirtless, the faint morning light highlighting the intricate dragon tattoo etched across his muscular torso. 

The events of the previous night rushed through her mind, vivid and overwhelming, making her heart race. Propping herself up on her elbows, Layla's gaze lingered on his bare chest, her throat tightening as she swallowed. 

Carefully, she lifted the duvet, moving with quiet precision, and gently slid her leg out from under the covers, trying not to disturb him as she began to slip away.