When I turn on the bed at dawn, I find Ivan's side empty. I assume he's using the toilet, so I go back to bed. I'm properly up by 8:35 a.m., and Ivan is nowhere to be found. Even at his home office. Aliya confirmed that he left very early this morning for work. I wouldn't have been surprised if not that it's Sunday today. He's always home on Sundays. I go to shower and have breakfast so I can resume my writing. When my laptop is in front of me, Ideas are flowing and I should be more than excited about that since it's the romance manuscript I abandoned when I couldn't figure out the sex scene but I just can't concentrate.Firstly, my mind wanders off to last night, which was undoubtedly an amazing one for me. I had sex for the first time and even enjoyed it, though I still feel sore. When Ivan walked in on me touching myself, that had to be the most embarrassing thing I have ever felt in a long time. I didn't think he would react the way he did, which made me feel relieved knowing he
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