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Kian's POV:

I came not so long after she orgasmed. She was so different from how I'd expected. Tender, with a touch of innocence, even though she had a rather hard tale to tell about her life's experiences.

I honestly didn’t know what I had expected at first, and I tried my best not to think about the fact that she was once Maddox’s sex slave and had shared a bed with him.

I only harbored the thought that she was mine and mine alone, forever.

I felt drained after the sex as I fell on the bed beside her, panting my lungs out. I knew she felt the same way; equally tired.

"Did you like it? Was it up to your taste?" I teased her. For some reason, I still felt she would reply me once again in an ice cold manner, considering the circumstance that led us to having sex.

She took long to answer me, like she was thinking about it, getting me a bit nervous if she maybe, after the sex we had had just a while ago, reverted back to how she was.

But to my surprise, she giggled. It sounded very high