Her Pov:A sharp beam of sunlight slices through the room, falling across my face, pulling me from the depths of sleep. My lashes flutter as I stir, instinctively trying to sit up, but somethingāor rather, someoneākeeps me anchored in place. A firm, warm weight around my waist.Leonardo.I turn my head, and my breath catches in my throat. Even in sleep, he looks otherworldly, like a sculpture carved by the gods themselves. His dark hair falls in careless waves over his forehead, framing a face so devastatingly beautiful it feels unfair. Thick lashes rest against his high cheekbones, his full lips slightly parted, his jawline a perfect, sharp edgeāso sharp it could probably slice through stone. And yet, despite the lethal beauty of his face, he looks peaceful, almost angelic, as if he belongs to a world untouched by human flaws.The golden morning light kisses his bare skin, highlighting every defined ridge of his torsoāthe hard planes of his six-pack, the deep lines carving into his
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