CHAPTER 43: The return of the warrior

NARAH'S POV

Sharon and I sat in silence for a few minutes. When she started to yawn, I asked her to go to bed. She didn't hesitate; she tiredly mumbled some gibberish, then finally said goodnight and staggered upstairs.

I tried my best to get some sleep, but my eyelids refused to stay shut, even for a moment. My mind reeled with wild thoughts. Finally, I figured out how to get some sleep; the thoughts of Alpha Van naked was like a lullaby.

Despite being overwhelmed, I smiled shyly at the memory. I remembered those strong arms that spun me around. Lips that passionately burned through mine.

A broad back and chiselled jaws that could bend a knife. Hazel eyes that pierced through my beating heart, and finally the member that stood between his legs, leaving me scarred for life.

I yelped out in excitement, my voice sounding like a teenager who had just met her crush. The image was stuck in my memory, and occasionally, I found myself revisiting it, perhaps even dreaming of it.

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