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Early morning, Brianna opened her drowsy eyes and scanned the room. Other half of the bed was cold and empty without any wrinkles on the bed sheet. She thought Satan would return home at night but he never did.

'Maybe he slept on the couch of living room.' Brianna mumbled and reasoned to her thoughts. She dragged her weak body to bathroom for a shower.

When she returned from the shower, her favourite breakfast flat coffee with Italian bread and freshly made butter was set on the table. She guessed it was Jule who brought her breakfast but after taking a single step, she noticed the presence of another person in her room. Brianna abruptly turned her head towards the French window where he was standing.

His broad shoulders blocked the morning sun rays giving his silhouette a unique charm. She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she forgot to move from her place until she heard a low chuckle.

"I know you hate me, little rabbit. But my thoughts and actions were not in my control." Sata