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Isabella 160.

Last night had been magical. I still felt happily sore from the abundant love he showered on me in the living room. I almost did not let him get to work this morning because I had missed so much of his touch and warmth.

We had risen together and had our bath together. Under the hot shower, we made love after we had a morning quickie. I just could not get enough of this man and it scared me. Although the last night had been filled with good sex, I had trouble sleeping because of the situation we were currently in.

In the dark last night, I had laid in bed next to Damien, his steady breathing a comforting rhythm in the darkness, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at my insides.

Despite the warmth of his embrace, despite the intimacy we had shared just moments ago, I felt a cold dread creeping into my heart, suffocating me with its icy grip.

His assurance had done nothing to ease my fears and I also suspected that he was still hiding something from me. When