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However, amidst the chaos, what surprised the man was knowing that his relaxation, largely, was because he knew that Elena's life would not be compromised, nor her safety.

She was okay, and that was all that mattered.

**

The sun infiltrated the room like a shrewd inspector. The light was capable of revealing traces of the previous night, the early hours, and mid-morning.

The open curtains indicated that the people in that room hadn't had time to close them.

The clothes scattered on the floor were evidence of how carnal the previous hours had been, of how little time they had to waste.

And it was in that hotel room that Elena woke up the next morning. The strong sunlight forced her to rub her eyes at first, then to adjust her vision. The sheets were soft, but they were so crumpled that they didn't deny the turbulence they had gone through.

The woman's eyes wandered to her side, where Aaron Granger was sleeping peacefully. The man was naked, covered up to his waist by the white