CHAPTER 117

Alexia’s POV

Sleeping in Ethan's new room was like an extra level of luxury. Since I came back to live with him a month ago I have been staying in the guest room much to Ethan's chagrin.

I had told him that I forgave him last night, but the truth I didn't want to admit is that I don't think I could ever not forgive Ethan no matter what he does and that is what scares me.

Last night when he knelt before me showing that level of vulnerability I felt emboldened.

And then there was that kiss, the way his mouth dominated mine, I couldn't have resisted such intense pleasure even if my life depended on it. The way he touched, knowing the exact spot to touch to turn me on, it was like my body was pulled tight by a string and he was the one holding the string.

I grew wet again just remembering how many times he took me as I stretched out upon his soft bed sheets with morning sunlight filtering in through the curtains. He must have gone to work already, I thought.

He has always been the morni