Caspian woke up to the soft morning light streaming through the curtains, but what truly captured his attention was the woman lying beside him.

Julia’s hair was a tousled mess on the pillow, and her face held a peaceful expression. His lips curved into a smile as he gazed at her, recalling the events of the night before.

Every touch, every kiss, every sound she made replayed vividly in his mind. The way she surrendered to him, the way her lips moved over his erected throbbing dick—it all stirred something deep inside him.

Caspian felt an overwhelming sense of relief and joy knowing she hadn't run away after discovering who...