Chapter 220
But as Celine continued sitting quietly on the soft mattress, with her hand now unconsciously resting lightly on the warm spot where Alex had been lying just moments before.
Her cheeks burned with a faint crimson blush as memories of last night flooded back into her mind.
Despite everything, she couldn't deny the undeniable truth that sleeping in this bad man's arms had given her a strange, profound sense of peace and security. A feeling she had never quite experienced before in a cold and dangerous world like this one.
Ever since knowing about her sister's tragic death, her nights had always been plagued by terrifying nightmares, and the lingering shadow of grief. Yet, lying beside Alex, wrapped in his solid embrace and heat, she had slept more soundly than she had in years.
Suddenly, Celine snapped out of her daze and vigorously shook her head, slapping her own warm cheeks with both hands to clear those stupid stray thoughts of hers.
