Chapter 65 Scar (II)

The brilliant sunlight streamed into the room, post-passion, where two people lay intimately entwined on the disheveled black bed.

Julian Sterling's eyes were tightly closed, his breathing steady as if he were still asleep. His dark eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips made his facial features strikingly handsome. His sleeping expression was as peaceful as a child's. But Lily knew all too well that when awake, this man was an imperious tyrant, a contradiction no one else could match. She slowly closed her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Her silent sobs woke Julian. The intense lovemaking had drained much of his energy. Squinting at the clock, he muttered groggily, "Why are you awake? It's still early!" Only then did he sense something amiss. Looking down, he saw the person in his arms crying softly, her shoulder bearing the mar