บท 101: Rugged To Riches

Vincent gently pushed the curtains aside, allowing the warm morning light to pour into the room.

The sun's rays danced across the walls, casting playful shadows that moved with the breeze. As the light landed on Sophia's face, it seemed to make her cuter. Her hair, tousled and wild, spilled over her pillow in cascading waves.

The delicate curve of her neck was exposed, and he found himself entranced by the way she breathed, observing the rise and fall of her chest as she slept. He couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of joy and contentment wash over him at the sight of her.

Vincent knew that they had shared something special last night, and he couldn't blame her for being exhausted. He had pushed her to her limits, and she had risen to the challenge. He felt a sense of pride and admiration for her, for the way she had embraced the unknown and trusted him with her body and soul.