57. A little longer like this

Next morning

Emma wakes up to an empty bed and groans lightly as her skin misses his warmth. But the moment she wakes herself mentally and adjusts in the morning bliss light while her arms stretch. She remembers blur events from last night and her head snaps toward the place where he is supposed to be found still tied. And a playful smile adorns her lips to find him there as per her assumption.

He looked tired which might be because of the struggle he was doing to get himself free. And she quickly gets on her feet, getting down from the bed in a silent manner. Her legs as if walking above the feathery touch white clouds sailing and pausing near him. She leans a little, bowing her back and admires her sleeping beauty who is exquisitely handsome.

“My Greek God… you don't even know how long I have been worshipping you. And having you is like my prayers were heard…and the god itself came to pay me a visit”, she mumbles to herself and caresses his soft locks.

She then slowly slowly gets h